Lake Rodney forge

something had changed.

of course, something had changed. she had, they had. her heart fluttered and flapped like hummingbird wings.

bliss. overwhelming and never ending.

there was the overwhelming need to say something, anything. to coo words of her grand bliss or to confess some grand epiphany.

instead she only hummed a small tune in the back of her throat, tending to the ruffled wisps of grey in tavina's nape.