Nocturne Summit Castle in the sky

the eagle wanted also to say that yes, it was this sort of thing, in the hours before a dawn that would be bloodied. 

he said no such thing. ears splayed in a brief flick of apology and consternation, more the latter than anything. germanicus pulled himself smoothly away from crowfeather. he pressed his spine against the miserable wall. set flank to flank with his acolyte was not so —

"do you have any regrets, coming upon this journey?" he did not look at the young navigator as the words floated into the rainy wind.