Ankyra Sound You can travel the world, but nothing comes close to the Golden Coast

they both looked at blossom then, gazing upon the girl as if she was both the source and the solution for so many things they had each suffered or lost.
lestan knew surely that reverie carried many things inside herself, that which he could never understand or ever know. 
he found himself now looking at reverie, at her lovely golden face and the strength she continued to exhibit during their choice of displacement and travel.
"we can give her a happy life."