Chimera Fields i was listening to the ocean

he looks to the star. his head moving as hers does, in a single motion, nose tracing the lines which she has pointed out to him.

he had never noticed.

it is almost enough to steal the air from his lungs. moreso, she is enough.

he must know her... this he realizes. this woman, mysterious, who has come in the night. speaking of the stars, she herself cloaked in their elegance, their pride. luhtar takes a trepid breath before returning a honey gaze to her, the smile upon his maw genuine.

he knows not what possesses him but a masculine urge. you come to my home. he says. with his broken, unlearned dialect, it seems more a command than what it truly is: a request. meet seiðkona. hárkonungr's wife. she lead woman's circle. his breath is baited. he hopes she says yes.

and we watch more stars.