Duskfire Glacier eyesight

faust let the silence settle between them, his gaze flickering upward to the lights that rippled and danced in the cold, clear sky. for a moment, the world seemed to narrow to the quiet space they shared beneath the heavens.

good, he murmured, his voice low, almost reverent. the weight of his injuries felt lighter with her near, though he would never admit as much.

when she moved closer, he did not flinch or withdraw. instead, he let her presence anchor him, the warmth of her body a steady contrast to the cool air around them.

her attention, though silent, did not go unnoticed. he did not meet her gaze directly but shifted slightly, the motion subtle, a silent acknowledgment. the moment stretched, unbroken, as the lights above carried on their endless dance, and with it, the thread of their shared silence began to fade.

fade and new;)?