Duskfire Glacier handful

yellow flower.

where on earth would such a thing come from in this place? yet she knows there is no other option but to search. perhaps she will even dare to go raid something from someone.

that might only put herself in the state he is in.

she says nothing as she moves again. an edge of tiredness nipped at the heels of her waning adrenaline. is this a mistake? she does not think so. she only worries that — she is not enough.

before she fully departs out into the cold again, she looked longingly upon his strong face.

live.

a command, a promise.