Dragoncrest Cliffs benediksyon

the future. if anything was more revered and to be protected at all costs besides the past, it was their future — sapphique’s future. she longed to see from mireille’s unclouded eyes what that landscape might be.

a lil’. small stuff, like de ground squirrels and such. sobeille had largely gone hungry most of her trip inland, save for the grace of those she visited. maman, what you t’ink de future be lookin’ like?