Ankyra Sound Mont Blanc Radiance

when val needed to think, he went to the sound. he had no love for the waves or the dark tunnels ankyra housed, yet something drew him here any time his mind was troubled.

much like ceridwin, val didn’t always recognize signs he was flagging. the world was intense and his place in it was yet to be discovered. if only he were installed with a dial of mercury, so he could tell when he was rising — or conversely when his spirits sunk to an all time low.

he didn’t see ceridwen immediately, but he did see a strangely shaped mound in the sand. it was far enough from the water he felt confident in approaching — yet he did so at a quiet stalk, ears flat to his skull and body hunched in the straight line of a looming predator.