Firefly Glen you kept your vow.

he raised a brow at her bold statement, but said nothing otherwise, contemplating the query given. i don't know if it's the quickest way, aditya responded slowly, but for what it's worth, i haven't been traveling for very long, and i came through that way. he craned his neck to peer over his shoulder, down the path he had cut through the glen.

his golden eyes rested on her as he straightened once more. sorry i can't be of more help, he murmured, his voice rueful. at least you're not, well, lost. are you headed anywhere in particular? perhaps i know your destination.

yes, perhaps. and perhaps it's a destination he wants to forget, too.