Gyrfalcon's Keep sweet as honey

desire directed her towards the sea, though she refused to tread close enough for the scent of brine and algae to weave their way into her coat.

etched well into the impenetrable wall of her aspiration was a single prospect. he'd been recently engraved there, though she soon hoped others would join her catalogue.

she had her checklist, now she need only the applicants to come waltzing in.

she knew some effort would come of her in this ambition, and so the serpent would plan her course accordingly. she would not linger, she would not beg.

should any man approach who she thought desirable, the chisel would rise, and a figure would be carved into the wall.