Stavanger Bay morning glow

fade and get them something new? <3

she wondered of the things he had seen. was it horrors or wonders? was he trauma struck into memory loss? or so blossoming with wonders of the world that he did not make time for the mundane?

she did not know and it was not her place to press — yet.

it was the first time she had heard an answer like his, though. men claiming land always seemed so eager to...create. create everything. children, wives, homes. as if they had to constantly be making things to prove themselves.

his answer is different than that, than those she had heard in her time. she likes him better than the men of her past — of husbands and fathers gone.

you will have to tell me of your religion and culture deeper sometime. perhaps i can...help you organize things.

she was no preacher or such, but she had seen her fair share of festivities.