Ocean's Breath Plateau taimma ➻

The stab of her breath was swallowed by the thud of his own steps, his claws tapping upon the stone, his weight displacing loose deposits. He did not need to get too close to recognize her. Wrapped as she was in her skin, she looked like a statue carved of marble stone, strong despite her size. Although the brine-scent was overwhelming he could still find her among the chaos of it, as if she belonged here with the sea rather than hidden among the crevasses of the great mountain. The pine that lingered upon her was a sharp reminder of home to Revui, but even if he had wished to resist the urge to stride to meet her, he would never be able to stop himself.

The closer he got the less sure he felt of himself. What arrogance he held as a prince of the mountain had been stripped away from him in his flight from it; but he only became aware of his nothingness now that he was near her. Halting with a measure of space between them, Revui looked across the plateau to where the ocean riled - further on, where the sea met the sky and twisted in blackness. There was a storm coming.

He could not fathom what to say, and remained still.