Silverlight Terrace viii. wash away the stained skin,

I could not resist when I saw he was visiting MG. They just vibed so well in their last thread I thought I'd tag you. @Sandulf :) (No worries though if you haven't got time for a new thread! Also, @Saviguk for reference. <3)

 

they had left the mountains. for now -- lótë could not think that it might be for good.

it would work. it had to. 

what would it mean if it didn't? had she gone mad?

a glance at saviguk, studying him closely. she could not come to grips with the idea that the soft-spoken man might not be real. 

instead, she murmured to him of a desire to settle and make camp for the night. they'd need to rest after the journey to moonglow before continuing their trek to the sea. 

with a few words of planning, they went separate ways momentarily. neither seemed inclined to speak much after what had happened at the borders and lótë sensed he needed to be alone with his thoughts just as much as she. 

silence settled over the four-year as she padded through the long grasses and skirted around the occasional rock formation. thoughts swarmed as it pressed on her ears, all of them as unfocused and lost as the herd-stalker herself. 

any other time, the prairie might have been peaceful and a welcoming place for someone in need of escape. it was not so for aiwë, however, too swept up in the exhausted turmoil of recent events. 

absently, she tracked the prints and spoor of a hare, thinking she might find some relaxation in the process and wear herself down enough to sleep rather than ruminate. it had been several hours since the hare had passed through and the challenge was a welcome distraction. 

a better one came along though, in the fresh, familiar scent of river water and mossy stones. sandulf. 

lótë perked up and glanced around, as if he might be within sight. 

for a moment, she deliberated, as his scent carried east towards the territory of moonglow. her ears flattened nervously, wondering if she might be condemned entirely for encroaching too close to the village. 

after a moment, she set off in search of sandulf -- deciding she would turn back if she couldn't locate him before getting too close to the spinelands.