the north had not been for her.
jutting and cold, even with the not yet frigid temperature. she returned to the coast as she always may.
the clear skies of starshine welcomed her too. unmistakably at the fringe of the cliffs. she remembered the agemate girl she had quickly become fond of. the wealth of knowledge and powerful mothers.
it was why she came now, a crooning note in the night.
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edge - by Enigma - October 06, 2022, 09:46 PM