Felltree Marsh Entry No. 1

He followed her gaze as she pointed out the smaller features in the distance. His perception of the horizon changed with her information. Named peaks and new terrain he had yet to explore. One day he would climb that mountain peak and see further than he did now. And when that day came, maybe he'd be able to point out all the places he knew from high above.

An aspiration for another time, of course. Kyrell turned back to Reverie. If you're husband wouldn't mind a vagabond like myself stopping by, I'd be much obliged. How long had it been since his intrusions had been welcomed? In his experience, not everyone appreciated his casual demeanor. He knew better than to squander an invitation. And if he'd behaved, perhaps he wouldn't have it revoked.

It's nice to meet you Reverie, my name's Kyrell. Or Keith, if you already know a 'Kyrell.' I'm lucky enough to have been given two names for that kind of thing.