Sunbeam Lair left you multiple missed calls

eyesight gradually adjusts to the dawnlight and slowly coalglow eye opens in full to take in the landscape sprawled out before them as far as it could see; stopping where the ivory, emerald and brown of snows and trees melts into the glowing horizon. for a moment, salvatore is nearly disoriented by the fact that it is land that stretches as far as he can see instead of the yawning glimmer of the fierce sea. a bout of homesickness rises within, constricting his throat for a few moments — cajoling a small clear of his throat in an effort to stamp it out.

missing the loch felt like missing a knife shoved into his back, or the press of looming teeth at his throat.

❝shit that's rough,❞ salvatore rumbles with a slow shake of his head; playing along to her continuation of his own joke — glad that she hadn't taken offense to it. ❝but hey, you got only a week left to live ...might as well live it up. do whatever the hell you want, right?❞ he says with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulder, grinning down at her in full now to accommodate the playful tones of his voice.

a snort of amusement leaves him then. ❝i'm salvatore. or sal for short.❞