Lone Star Mountain III

though beside himself with joy to have been reunited with nearly all corners of his familial bonds, ego had grown accustomed to his time as a lone wolf, and he shamefully snuck away from sagtannet to be alone. he hadn't meant to go far, but as soon as he knew he was looking at the sunspires, he couldn't stop the miles from running away beneath him.

he arrived late in the afternoon, watching as an orange haze from the setting sun began to settle around the peaks like glowing halos. the traveler paused to take in the sight, and wondered if he should be marveling at it; if he should care for the beauty of things, rather than their utility. unable to decide, the roving sandraudiga started to ascend a particularly barren-faced mountain, not knowing exactly what it was he looked for.

For @Lunaria.