Nova Peak Until I found a bruise on the other side

mahler considered her question a moment. "it vas the farthest place i could think to take everyvone from the first mountain. i vanted something as familiar as i could make it." a pause, a breath. "and i imagine it has gone claimed these past years. i have not been back." wistfulness rising unbidden into his voice.
mahler surrendered the tight tether of himself, relaxing for the first instance in a long while. "vylla alvways hated sawtooth." rueful curve of his mouth, lavender gaze moving again toward takiyok.