The Sentinels The pain passes, but the beauty remains.

The moonlight? That was something he had never heard of before; it piqued his interest, and pulled him briefly out of his sorrowful thoughts. The boy's head lifted slightly, and his eyes deviated from the flowers as he glanced towards Osprey, but then they lifted further - to the sky - and briefly the boy watched the gaps of light and color between the tree branches above.

Lalin limyè — I 'ave not.. ehm, It was difficult for him to speak the common tongue now, perhaps more difficult than when he first arrived, simply because he had been so sullen and quiet these last weeks; to speak anything other than his native tongue felt so strange, so foreign. But after a moment of thought, of consideration for Osprey and what little he knew of her, or her abilities, he tried again: D'ere is majeek in da moon? He looked down from the sky then to catch her eye, and tilted his head thoughtfully. It made some sense; the forest seemed imbibed with an otherworldly force, and surely Deirdre and her kin were a part of something grand, so why not the moon as well?