Silverlight Terrace walkin' after midnight

revui was silent, and kukutux took the clear indication that no small discourse would be forthcoming. unsure if this relieved or frustrated her, the girl began to pick through the snow at the base of various shrubs and trees, noting their location in her mind.

the duck started when a sudden rush of activity glanced before her: a flock of quail taking to the air. she gasped, stumbled backwards, almost into the man who silently accompanied her. a swallow; eyes downcast. the waterbird collected herself and moved on, chiding her ability to make any situation worsen.