Neverwinter Forest kanevvluk ‡

sólhárr would remain bared upon the ground, unmoving. this woman, anaa, as his songbird called her, was a divine ray of what reflected upon her. he could see the resemblance as plain as day. he did not move a muscle, and would remain steadfast beneath the glow of the green-eyed woman's gaze.

they spoke in tongues. his songbird sang a tune that he could not understand, but it seemed peaceful, for now. he let them converse, knowing full well that it is better to communicate in one's own tongue. he thought briefly if elska would teach him hers, as he would shed light upon his.

anaa did not seem upset, from her tone, though he could guess that is how she always appeared. collected. a wise, spiritual matriarch. how his body dared to quiver before her, though he only maintained eye contact between both moon-colored women.