Noctisardor Bypass lieblichkeit

at last mahler lifted his head, settling beside her in a sitting position. he looked down with worry and sorrow and love upon wylla, knowing he could no more dissuade her from what she had chosen to do than move a mountain of his own volition. 
"i vill be safe in rivenvood until you have returned," he chose to say. the man reached to kiss her forehead where the paleness dipped over her brow. mahler wished so much that he could promise his life upon the skill of the one she would seek.
he coughed.
only once, and then he burrowed his muzzle against the side of her neck, an embrace he meant to hold and to linger for as long as she was able.
"i love you."