Altar of Twilight ᓯᕐᓚᔪᖅ

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the valley is quiet in the stillness of the night, the silence broken only by the gentle song of insects and nocturnal creatures that made their homes here. the takik's gentle glow bathing the walls of the valley with an ethereal glow. 

the siqniq woman feels the hum of the world beneath her feet. the deep hymns of tree roots, the quiet song of the earth. she sings with it; a gentle, quiet hum as she glides through the valley. her coat of autumn cloaked in the soft moon beams. 

a seat taken beneath an ancient oak, sinna allows herself a pause in her travels. a moment to enjoy the world and all it had to offer. her eyes close, head tilted upward toward the twinkling stars, letting the gentle breeze carve through her fur.