Noctisardor Bypass glistening shards

sliding in here for a sec-- feel free to ignore <3

If nothing else, the day had been...calm.
The clouds above reigned, their darkening, silvered touch stretching across the sky's vast expanse. They prophesied yet another cold night. And though her steps had grown numb against the earth, Siofra had noted that the touch of frost had begun to lose its edge farther south...if only by a fraction. She moved in silence among the bypass, lingering only where the shade was darkest. Guided only by will. There was an odd rhythm to the woman's step, as though she were entranced by thought. And to an extent, it was true: had the voice of intuition not grounded her, she would have missed it.
The movement within the stillness of the valley.
A retreating shadow to her north...a glimpse of umber beyond. It beckoned her attention-- but it was a flash of ghostly white that claimed her. Siofra's body reacted before her mind. Her fluid stride faltered. His appearance felt like water upon an open wound: biting, stirring. 
...Astier?
...It had been quite some time. And he had left the taigas.
Siofra had labelled him, once, as a temporary interest in her new world. An acquaintance whom she vaguely admired. But the subtle quickening of her heartbeat betrayed the casual regard she believed she had. There was a quiet force which drew her to the wraith. Though she couldn't decide what shook her more: his presence, or the unanticipated magnitude of her emotion.
Slowly, Siofra rotated her chin, irises peering over the hills and ridges. Interaction was evident upon their numbers. She wondered if he could feel it-- the caress of her gaze upon his silhouette. An unspoken test of perception. Because it was the only thing she would offer while the eyes of others still lingered. Silently, the woman pivoted, sinking further into her cloak of shadow.