Dragoncrest Cliffs I'm in the air, and he's in the clouds

a wave of red like rolling reeds along the seaside. for a moment she had wondered if quen had come for something. only the red rolled downward, away from the spine.

this could be no other.

and although she did not know how she felt about the man's return, she did not greet him with a stoicism. the man had been somehow like an old friend before. now he was the love of her new friend meerkat. he had been a man of sapphique before any others, an unthinkable thing.

she regarded him with warm welcomes and something close to pride to see him move through sapphique.

she set aside her own worries of herself and her future for the moment.

what have you found?