Dragoncrest Cliffs see me coming to town with my soul,

loko trotted now along the ridge of the cliffs which faced the sound. a dusting of snow kept his pace careful, and his eyes along the edge.

a thrill thrummed his heart to flirt with danger so; it was only a shame he did not have an audience.

eventually he tired of this game and sat by a jutting lip of stone which frowned over a stormy and unwelcoming sea. waves lapped the distant shore while a storm of gulls and their calls sawed his ears. maybe something down there was worth checking out.