Rosewater Oasis Plume

Felt it, heard it, saw it.

All things Nokht had never been afforded. He did not like the resentful feeling that grew in his chest, clawing at his heart, he kept his eyes from glaring, at least. It wasn't Akhre's fault.

Nice of them to show you the way. He muttered, his lack of belief apparant in the quiet scoff that rolled from his maw. What made you special?

That was mean. He could not stop the words before they were spoken.