Porcupine Ridge I'm leaving here tomorrow for a place I don't exist

@Lumiya

she shivers, drawing in on herself, as a blustering breeze forces its way across the ridge. up here, the air is thinner, clearer, the cold more pronounced. but the stars seem all the nearer; as a rare cloudbreak reveals. she pauses, spinning in a slow circle as her gaze dances across those brilliant points of light. 

a prickle moves down her spine, and she is convinced, for a moment, that if she were to step into the air, it would bear her upward like a leaf in the wind. her maw is slightly agape, beath billowing as her gaze roams the heavens.