Ankyra Sound dlo flè

the cliffsides.

ask for her.

enigma suddenly felt lost, adrift in the sea all over again. she wondered what she should bring, as a price. but then she wondered more! would the redhead see it as rude? would she mistake it for enigma needing something?

diplomacy had flown well over the head of a rogue.

i will.

she was certain of it, even if her gaze suddenly nervously rolled out towards the storm once more.