Sunbeam Lair Wind

Phlegethon? The word slipped from her lips, soft and measured, as though testing its weight. A mythic river of fire, how intriguing. She closed her eyes, letting her thoughts drift. She imagined its graceful twists and turns, its blazing currents alive with fierce, untamed beauty. The vision stirred something deep within her, a heat blooming in her chest like the first spark of a flame.

Phlegethon, she repeated, this time with certainty. Her eyes opened, locking onto her companion with a quiet intensity. A small smile played on her lips. Yes, I think that will do perfectly.