Nova Peak [m]elancholic winter

time skipped for an emotions post but we can fade or keep going :)

She was certain, in those moments where no space existed between them, that she had made the right decision. Even when it was all said and done she still felt that way.

No shame, no regret, no creeping of ill feelings.

Bliss and she undeniably glowed in it. No trace of the sad girl she had been in the summer. Nothing of that Sakhmet existed here and now by Kigipigak’s side. It almost felt silly to say — think, really — but she felt brand new. As if their little dance had somehow…changed her. Although she supposed it had because it had certainly changed the concept of them.

There were no words that could explain the depth of emotions that had been buried in her.

So she merely casted him a thoughtful, affectionate sidelong look from wherever they may have laid to rest in these first new moments after.