Fishblight Mire Flicker

The sun was beginning to set, casting the valley in a brilliant fiery glow. Elphie stopped to observe it for a moment before she returned to her husband. She came to him muddied and tired, but bright-eyed; carrying a fish for each of them.

I think we've come far enough, don't you? She began conversationally as she laid them down and settled in to groom herself. Her eyes found @Equinox after a moment, soft and bright with hope. We could start looking for a place to settle down. Build a life together.

They'd never really spoken about what that would look like; it was never the right time, never the right state of mind. First they'd survived together, then they'd fled together, and now — well, now it was the time. Here, covered in mud, tired from a long day of traveling and fishing. There was nowhere she would rather be.