Dragoncrest Cliffs remembering when you were mine

He laughed, something deep and warm and genuine. A sound he was not sure he had made in some time. Flattered by her words as much as he was humored. I am not sure if I do. A slight shake of his head, a snaggletooth grin on his features.

I look forward to the vibrant times. The greys and rainy or flurry days were easy to wear on the soul. Perhaps I will learn more of the skies by then. Maybe intended to be an unspoken promise to be something more by then.