Dahozhoni Meadow dancing in the moonlight

Ah, but what a shame! Goodbye, stranger! Hira called after the silver figure. She was right: as of now, there truly was no danger within the girl. And she would enjoy it while she could.

She would not follow, but perhaps she would meet the statue once more. Having her question go unanswered was a bother, yes, but the night was still young, and she could go back to her frolicking, should she wish.

And so, Hira stood, turning back to the meadow where she'd inhale the late-dusk air, rejuvenized; happy.

happy to end here!! thank you for the thread <3