The Sunspire schweigen

He was looking for Aure, ironically. Verx wanted to talk to her about Kaistleoki. There was nothing wrong with it, but they were still too close to Rusalka for his comfort, and it wasn't the best place to hide out from Drago's attacker, either. What did their future hold?

When Dragomir healed, he kind of wanted to GTFO. At the same time, perhaps the kids had become attached -- and he wasn't gonna rip them away from another place they liked. Never again.

Fuck the mountains, fuck the fucking mountains. He kept this mantra within his head as he climbed, following a trace of Aure's scent up and up and up. Why did she like this place, anyway? Goddamn, it was even harder to breathe up here.

And then her scent -- whoa, and not just any scent, uh. . .what the hell? He turned his head to see Mahler resting nearby, smelling strongly of sex -- and Aurëwen.

Wellp. That was fun.

Seems like nobody ever taught you not to stick your dick in crazy, Vercingetorix remarked, looking up at the Diasporan from a lower level. He smiled, wryly, ruefully. Obviously no one ever taught me, either.