Dragoncrest Cliffs Upon the seas

escapin'. murmurs rhaegal, tone contemplative. it seemed such a thoughtful concept for one that rhaegal assumes is so young. but then again: hadn't he strove to get away as a bairn? from his parents? from the other bairn's?

s' good to escape once and a while. rhaegal agrees, gaze peering out to the waves. there was something that he found incredibly soothing about the sea: even when it was at it's most turbulent. he would always love the sea, as mercurial as it was in it's nature.

aye, rhaegal responds with a sage nod. i like it here a lot.