Firefly Glen she's sweet like candy in my veins

His words had her eyes round with interest, quite taken by the idea of living on a mountain called Moonspear. "that's beautiful. don't you fall off, though?" Her gaze shifted to the mountain in the distance, pale and looming. She thought they were stunning, mountains, and powerful; but after so much of her life on the flat praire, she couldn't imagine setting foot in them, for surely they would be steep and hazardous and dangerous. The male before her, however, seemed fine, and perhaps mountains were a little less deadly than she thought.