Northstar Vale in silence i watch on from the bastion

@Andraste & @Melkor

Up, up, up! Until she is gazing down. A shrouded vale of dusted slopes and scents given life. She is fae not fool — ! Not built of brazen sticks but lighthearted dust. Halt upon their borders and waited.

Perhaps she is made of foolishness and naviety to think silence shall be rewarded with her desires. Narrow crown tilted back as her feverish plume dusted her ankles. Release. A soft, trilling sound to alert an arrival — her arrival !