Dragoncrest Cliffs girl of your dreams, sinclair regime

miette hoped astera would be as excited as she was about a cave — but the girl’s tone shifted. okay. she breathed, shouldering the boneflower — which would now live upon a mantle of stone in the small hollow she’d made her own. good night astera.

with that she waved to her sister-friend and toddled home, boneflower in tow.