Silverlight Terrace le bouffon

Short is more than okay with me! ^__^

There was something vulnerable about Solèy, certainly, not helped by the delicacy of his large frame. The freely flowing tears added to this further, and although Noctura felt sympathy he did not yet get the impression that he should walk away and leave the man to it.

So he had lost someone in the famine. Ryūjin had been lucky in this regard, having lost no great bulk... though Ezi was remembered.

Look above, Solèy, he requested softly, and turned his own silver eyes heavenwards. There shone a million stars and more. When the brightest stars burn out, they leave behind a light that never fades.