Dragoncrest Cliffs remembering when you were mine

For all the things he had come to learn, that was one word he did not wish to try. It was not that it sounded clunky or heavy. It was the opposite. The word sounded as slippery as the sea and he had no interest in making a fool of himself. Not now.

The sky, He informed her softly with a pointing gesture of his nose to the clouds that hung heavy. Tried to see if I could tell the coming weather.