Fishblight Mire Flicker

It was a relief when she came back to him. It always was.

In truth, he didn't expect them to be chased this far — just far enough not to cause any complications further down the line. The tight line of his mouth melted into something more genuine as Elphie continued, and the longer his gaze rested upon her, the more he unfurled.

Nox was already prone to losing himself in thought, and maybe to his detriment he had plenty of time to think these days. But often, he found that he was thinking of them, dreaming up what their lives together might look like when they weren't being pressed under his father's thumb.

They were so lucky to have found each other so young. To have all the time they had to shape their futures was a luxury he knew not everyone was afforded.

That sounds nice, he says, moving in next to her and gently pushing her face aside with his nose in a bid to allow him to groom her instead. She had put so much work into their meal, it was the least he could do. What do you see when you picture it? Where would you like to — settle down?

Tell me, so I can dream of it. Tell me so it can give me hope.