Neverwinter Forest hurting. longing. dancing to disco music.

He had asked to talk, but he truly did not know where to begin. Words too heavy in both his mouth and heart. Perhaps he might stumble around them until either one could make sense of his ramblings.

Kukutux say...spirit heavy. He started with this. Hoping it might make more sense if he used words he had heard before, things that others might understand the meaning of more.

I...see you. Spirit heavy. B-but if away, spirit...heavier.

He frowned, soft at himself.

New feeling. Only when Lótë.