Dawnlark Plains rhythm romancing

keeping things super duper vague <3

val knew better than to look back. he knew better than to think too deeply, otherwise he might wake again the plague of guilt which hung over his back like a heavy shod demon.

he limped north, more wary now than he had ever been. there was no returning to ursus. with only a vague inkling of where the coast was, val continued his slow trek uphill until he came to an open plains scoured in years past by a hungry flame.