Lake Rodney A journey (a decision)

he spoke his own name, which was strange to her, but fitting too somehow.
you know, in my father's language... that would be karasu no tsubasa. the phrase rolled off of her tongue with care. satsu paused after to think, trying out sounds in her head for the shortened version of his name.

karasu-no-hane. she smiles and watches his face.
crow's feather.