Moonspear Losing everything is like the sun going down on me

Sialuk leaned back, stretched, then settled at Alaric’s feet to listen to his next tune. It was a lovely way to relax and pass some time, although she knew she could not continue to lay about so leisurely forever. There were things to be done, her people to speak to, and she would need to sleep when the sun nestled itself into the horizon. For now, she let herself get lost in the lyrics of Alaric’s song, her imagination running wild with the story that he told with a melodious flair.

we can prob fade here! <3