Northstar Vale with parted lips in fragrancy of prayer: unearth everything that’s in me

the medusa snaked from one side of undómiel to the next, settling to lay at her side. heavy-lidded eyes rested as slits; her head rested atop the plumes of white that coated the leader's spine. andraste had been wed to, melkor, the man?; kalika understood the attraction, but found herself unable to comprehend the custom of marriage. 

no matter. andraste was ready for another lesson and her teacher was prepared to assist. i'll ask you this first, she trilled, lifting her body with a yawn, what makes you happy? it was her belief that such a thing was more important than what was asked.