Blackwater Islands toreador

maybe @Tulok? <3

it was strange to exist without tasks being assigned. belen slept till she wished and ate when she wanted. the girl likened it to being a noble. today she passed through the mist of fel. here she found the muse for a dance, singing softly in the words her mother had used when she was young. belen passed in and out of the pale haze, eyes closed.