Dragoncrest Cliffs they feel a way, oh wow.

@Pancakes

a world outside sobeille's own droned on. a pool of sunlight illuminated swarming mayflies above a bed of emerald moss. tomorrow thousands of their corpses would stud the ground like collapsed stars.

some time during the night when colors of indigo cloaked the world and the bare bones of the moon showed through a veil of clouds, sobeille's eyes had opened.

at first there was nothing but murkiness. like opening one's eyes underwater, gradually the picture became clearer.

sobeille faced the den entrance, mesmerized by a golden beam of sunlight that swam in her vision like the mirage of a ancient brass city.