Sunbeam Lair Hmm, it is indeed spring...

Thanks Marie, I like yours too. ^__^ And hi Ezi!

The pain, the expression of torment... for one most curious second, Noctura was jealous of the man he saw before him. For never had he brought himself to weep, to let everything go, to collapse into nature and embrace the very concept of emotional destruction. He'd felt like this before, but had never been able to express it. But he didn't let his eyes linger on him... and indeed started a slow pace as if considering departure. For what could he do? He didn't know...

And then came lovely little Ezimette and her gently caring voice. Ah. Yes. She would know what to do. The Gamma, in comparison, was quite useless.

So he continued his quiet, elegant departure, believing it best to leave them to it. And as his eyes caught the night's sky again as it spilled through the canopy, he saw that one of Libra's brightest stars now shone all the brighter.