Starglow Basin Asla Babana Dönüşme.

soto would share that pleasure; there was something more fierce and more intensive about silence-based partnerships. it was as if a new language was forged from those molten depths, layered by physical touch and dark stares. 

the flat basin stretched before them, the glittering in the distance gradually coming to a close. 

it was an ice bed; a thin accumulation of snowpack hardened over. sniffing the edges, soto realized it was temporal - likely some hidden spring underwater whisked this away as the weather warmed. 

disappointed, soto scanned their surroundings and it was then he saw the tracks of a lone sheep leading away.