Dragoncrest Cliffs tanpèt lannwit

finally!

sobeille awaited this moment the day she saw chani turn to the surf. she relived the hours after, turned over and over what her cousin had shared transpired that long and cold night under a slender moon.

now it was her hour.

cold; the jostling excitement of her siblings and cousins went ignored. any who approached would be shown a lift of her lips and the leer of exposed teeth; a slender gape where her missing canine stood.

waiting; hungry to discover her vision and at last tap into the oscillating power she knew flickered hazily under the surface of her skin.

intense; her gold-coin gaze held longingly on the thin strip of stone that would be the stepping stool out of the shallow waters of her future and into the gilded halls of her legacy.