Lake Rodney In the rain

yes! <3

a crack in the veneer of the boy. germanicus sensed there was more to come. and now he had begun to fashion himself after the soldier's advice. would that not disconnect him from the things that lurked below his surface?

the land stretched in all hues before them. germanicus drank the sight of green forests resplendent with summer-light. sprawling meadows of many-colored flowers, the dark verdancy of fields. 

"let us run, crowfeather."

and he would match whatever gait the rangy young legs set, allow this time that his companion run him raggedly to the end of his own breath.