Horizon Ridge i walked a thousand sorry miles

For Pied.

The interminable horizon spread before her, a dauntless sea of weathered grey and bruised, sulky blue. Her eyes drank in the landscape of saltwater and brine, parched yellow things wide with neotenic rapture. Below, the jutting shoal pounded deep and cacophonous like the groaning bellow of some ancient leviathan -- and far off the wheedling cries of gulls distantly reached her pricked ears. Caiaphas stood at the precipice stunned by the grandoise of the view; having been born a coastal wolf the sea was always a thing intimate and beloved to her. She was not familiar with the Teeklon wilds but even in the heart of such savage wildnerness she felt the primal drum of the sea - a boundless and interminate reverberation that throttled her lungs and her senses alike. She had sought out the ocean and here she was - a ragged revenant standing breathless on what appeared to be the very edge of the world. Relieved to witness such a familiar sight, the small creature sported an elusive smile. <