Dragoncrest Cliffs I never walk about after dark

She smiled up at him as he spoke, sitting back down beside him. He looked so different from her! Like a reverse of her own pale coat.

No, maman do not be talking much. She didn't think so, at least. It be much prettier than de cave, though. Then again, a pile of rabbit droppings could be prettier than that muddy place.

But looking out upon the cliffs, they were much more beautiful than anything Seraphine had seen before. It truly did feel like home.

Small head turning, she looked back to Lafayette now. When did you get to come home, Laf-ay-ette? She asked, breaking down his name as it was spoken. In her mind it made sense that if she had been born off of the cliffs, maybe others had been away too.