Hushed Willows it's in the lap of the gods

well im not a morningsider but i hope its okay to slip in here! :)

lately delight has been up at night, finding the stars bring some clarity daylight evades. there's big feelings in him he's only starting to be able to put words to, but the words are frightening, and he doesn't know if it's even something he can name -- easier to hold it in for now. (at least until he can talk to seabreeze, because he suspects it'll be easiest to go through things with her, first).

tonight his wandering brings him into company -- lily, illuminated by the stars. a shooting star pulls his eyes across the expanse of the sky as he approaches, calling softly, "hi." he hasn't spoken to lily, really, since his return on the heels of alarian's departure. she represents -- complications. but she also probably knows, better than anyone else still here, what it's like to lose alarian, and she deserves more from him than shy avoidance.