Stavanger Bay A Mile Step By Step

With ease, they continued their walk, and Phox was not oblivious to the light touch of her against him. @Towhee was definitely going to hear all about this flirting as soon as he saw her again. He tried his best to stay in the moment, all the while daydreaming all the different scenarios about how their relationship might unfold. Hopefully, it would be slowly and gently, like a flower opening up after the last frost of the year. (Editor's note: Phox really needs to get out of here with that poetic hopeless romantic nonsense.)

Heph picked up the conversation again, and Phox's ear twitched at the question, remembering the stories Raven used to tell all those years ago. It was my older sister, actually. Raven used to tell me all these stories based on the shapes the stars make. And, once, she said that when we die, our spirits go up there and we get to watch everybody else's lives unfold. It was one way Phox had always felt connected to his parents, even though he had never gotten the chance to meet them.