Ankyra Sound drowner of hope

Svalinn descended into the sound in search of Sapphique’s missing young. His lambent brown eyes scoured the woods and swept along the coast; he called their names into the scattered clouds above, and only paused in his search once moonlight had begun to turn the blackpine into a pool of ambiguous shadow. He angled himself towards the grotto, a place of much death and despair, and he made the choice to stay in Ankyra for the night until he could search here again at first light.

His own missing daughters weighed greatly upon him, evident in the heaviness of his gait and the tired sag of his long spine. He thought of @Jorunn too, of the time they had hunted here, and he wondered how a place of so many good memories could also be a place of such horror.

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