Duck Lake deset

suliya’s gaze remained steady on the waters, the soft ripple of the surface reflecting the stillness in her own heart. for a moment, she said nothing, letting the weight of ice diver’s question settle between them like the hush before a storm.

finally, she turned her head, her violet eyes catching the pale light. whatever you will show me, she said quietly, her voice a murmur, soft but resolute. there was trust in her words, a rare thing, but it was there nonetheless.

her gaze lingered on ice diver, searching for meaning in their posture, their breath. let them teach her. let them forge something together, a bond unspoken yet unbreakable. let loyalty root deep between them, like the caribou’s unyielding march through snow-laden winds.