Hushed Willows uncloak

Sounds good to me!

“Say no more.” On command, Njord turned and shepherded his paramour to beneath the arching boughs of an old willow, favoring the soft grass over the stone.

They disappeared behind a veil of green. The soft touch of leaves against their shoulders

How long had it been since they were together in this way? For the man, it was a healing moment. They became lost in each other – reunited, in a way.

When it was time to return to Dragoncrest, a part of him did not want to leave this place.