Redtail Rise i crush the seven golden stars

Lilia deferred to Augur, only, and in her heart, she still would bow down and rein in her own actions if she felt she was straying from what would have been Wealda's will as well. They steadied her course as lofty, billowing sails might direct a ship, harnessing her power and guiding it- 

-but as for the wind, that was Ancelin. Tangible and yet impossible to fully describe, he was what gave her life and reason to move forward. He was the gale that drove the clouds away, capable of both cooling her ire and breathing life into her fire. 

Drawn in like a feather on an updraft, she leaned against him and crooned a song meant only for him, the longing whistle the wind would make as it threaded a forest. She, his willing ship, ached for the only one she would ever fully surrender to.