Sleepy Fox Hollow the old me's dead and gone

As if omniscient the woman called to him before he could complete his departure. Turning slightly to gaze back at the phantom ghost, he caught her brown eyes. Noticing the slightly smile, Siarut tried to offer his own, although it only softened his gaze.

She took a step toward him after her query, and he reciprocated. Taking a few steps, they stood at an easy distance. Nodding his head, “Yes, I am.” It was easier to smile recognizing his native tongue in her speech. An easy grin fell on his lips, “It is nice to meet a fellow northerner. There aren’t many of us here.”