Ocean's Breath Plateau hard and soft

content to return his nudge, to take some piece of comfort in his nearness. the feeling of security and his stability.

it is always a good journey when i am walking among moon villages.

there was no lie in her voice to say this. even if she already missed moongrove and the son of this man who brought much radiance to it.

she watched intently what he had to offer.

i have brought things that i hope might be cherished at a seaside village. she delicately nosed open the ramskin. inside were the contents as rich and vibrant as where she had found them.

there is moss for your healers. there is a broken antler, discovered within the heart of moongrove — perhaps for new teeth or those seeking knowledge in bones. finally i have brought meat, thinking if there is no use in the first two, then there is always use in the last.