Ouroboros Spine I miss the silence, but the solace was too loud

Rodyn spoke the words he had wanted to for so long. He wanted to tell her of the pretty water by the ocean. The otters playing in teh swamp and surf by the rivers. OF the trees and the forests that dappled the landscapes, the music that played and lulled him to sleep, but the words wouldn't come.

It was beautiful and flawed, but perfect. He whispered, hoping she understood what he meant.

He chuckled. Home upon Moonglow is my favorite.

he tilted his head in thought, But I like Epoch too. To simply exist to learn and teach. That seems wonderful.