Redhawk Caldera We never really lose them

imma start a fresh one for us if that's okay!

The playfulness was the exact level of buoyancy he needed, and he exaggerated his steps on his side of the border, striding long and slow for a moment so that she'd have to do the same.

Eventually—and really, just a few paces later—he relented.

Oh, that's a tough one, he replied, lips pulling tight in thought. Maybe. . .the waterfall I saw, that was taller than some mountains! It was so high, the water cascading from, like, the clouds. . .

His eyes shimmered as he recalled it, and he found joy in the telling of it, too, watching her reaction.