Nocturne Summit The city, the crowd is fading, moving on

shikoba sees no judgement in the eye of the raven-haired girl before her; internally she lets out a sigh of relief. while she has yet to encounter someone in these wilds that judges her for her lack of fluency, her travels out of the desert left burning embarrassment in the back of her head. but for now, shikoba is content as there is no one else here, it is just her and lunaria. the shoulder nudge brings a smile to the older woman as she settles in for her astronomy lesson.

she listens contently as the tale is seamlessly spun before her very eyes. shikoba turns her sulfur eyes to the black canvas above her, and soon enough she can see the stars twirling and scintillating. as the raven begins to delve into theory of the stars, shikoba listens quietly. the term of "celestial bodies" catches shikoba's curiosity. yellow eyes turn to meet turquoise. 


"what does girl see up there?" she means to ask what bodies she sees, the constellations that take shape, the ethereal beauty that overtakes the sky each and every night before morning rears its head.