Moonspear So tell me how to do it; tell me how to love like that.

She appeared... disappointed.

Not knowing what he expected, the downturn of her features made Glaukos question his own motives. He had been honest - he did not know what drew him to the mountain or why he carried these flowers with such care. He also knew he felt something close to ashamed for following his whims.

Sialuk offered him a night to rest upon the mountain. His head lightly tilted off-axis a moment before Glaukos straightened. His posture was low, rather than proud.

I have upset you. That much was clear to him. It had never mattered before; the world and all its people could burn if it meant Glaukos could be warm for the winter - and yet...