Altar of Twilight but that was just a dream

kukutux enjoyed being called a friend. it was without gender, the word; he did not think of her as a woman he must possess, but a true companion. in a rare show of contact that was not with her husband, for the girl remained traditional in her ways, she brushed her shoulder against that of aiolos as they joined paths again.

"you have moved from the island?" came the snowduck's gentle exclamation. she supposed it was expected, for the rain would surely overfill the gluttonous salt-spirits. they might even be enticed to do mischief to yuelong's wolves. "mine also have three months. there are many playmates upon the mountain, but i think they would enjoy walking beyond it." a hinted invitation for the polite gold-red man to bring his child about one day soon.