Emberwood carolina

Morwenna stepped quietly into the clearing, her gaze drifting upward to where the stars scattered across the dark sky, mirroring the thoughtful quiet of the stranger before her. She noted the muted gold-gray of the woman’s coat, softly lit by the faint starlight, and the calm presence she carried, a sense of peace and longing interwoven.

After a moment, Morwenna’s voice drifted softly, respectful of the silence they shared. The stars have a way of grounding us, even when everything else feels far. She left it at that, a simple truth spoken without expectation, as if the stars themselves had offered their quiet companionship to both of them tonight.