Dawnlark Plains Kill your heroes and fly

Something about the girl made Dwin think about her sister Dee. They did not look similar to one another, but the demeanor felt familiar. Or was it Sylvie - her older sibling? In any case - Reverie embodied all the lovely feminine qualities that Dwin did not care about, though occasionally that inner goddess inside her cracked open an eye and murmured something lazily. 

"Well, that is something new. Are you unique or there are more of you? I think that sunrays rarely play on their own. They have brothers and sisters too," she mused. "But maybe the sun on this side of the mountains act differently than on the other. I come from over there," she waved towards the direction she had come. "And you - in fact - are the first sunlight I have met in quite a long time."