Nocturne Summit Castle in the sky

it was the eagle's turn to be silent, watching the grey slant of rain outside their narrow shelter.

"i am most accustomed to being alone. i expect, at some point in our journey, that you will grow tired." disillusioned. that the grandeur of what was a journey now might only be a millstone later.

he leant his head back against their backdrop. the sungold eyes shut, and the eagle's chest swelled with a long breath. "it is a dismal odyssey."