Duskfire Glacier in spite of the uneven odds, beauty lifts from the earth

There was no matching her steps perfectly, the intricacies of the dance were not lost on the northern man, but he figured each had their own way. She swayed with such a careless ease that Siarut couldn't help be stare, his laughter bubbling alongside her own. This is what he wanted. To be carefree, and feel the lightness of the world. 

Siarut could see the darkness that so often invaded his world, and clouded his judement. For the first time since leaving the Woods, since leaving Ceara, he felt as if the cloud was passing. The northern lights drew a path to a better future, a brighter one than he could have ever imagined. And just like that, he was no longer watching Nanook for the rhythm, suddenly he had found his own. Interpreting the lights as he saw fit. 

Slowly returning his gaze to the woman across from him, his smile beamed. While they moved in a smilar fashion, they were each uniqe. How he wished his sisters could see the glee in her eyes, in his eyes. In that moment he wished time would just stop.