The Morningstar
I cannot help but grin when I see her rather soaked appearance; it is the grin of a boy that might have gotten in trouble that was worth it, sheepish and fighting laughter. "Why not? I'd say a dramatic entrance is far better than a dull one." Her words send me back to the last time I stood upon this beach. The cold had been horrible, numbing and freezing, it felt like my entire body was slowly becoming ice. I had to run, get my blood pumping, in order to keep warm, and did not stop until my lungs were raw and I was doing more of a shambling stumble than actually running. Yet it had been enough to stave off the worst of the cold, and quickly taking shelter had secured my safety, and come morning I was thawed enough to lope the rest of the way home, for my wings were still too numb to really work properly. "I vote we both," I look at her pointedly, "avoid the sea in winter. One of the worst nights of my life for sure." My face scrunches up slightly in recollection, before I tilt my head, left hind foot cocked, relaxed. "So, what are you doing here today? Honestly was surprised to see you, the beach was deserted until now." Not that I had been looking for her... I was enjoying the thermals that ruled the air over the ocean, coasting on the wind with minimal effort on my part. It was by sheer luck that I looked down to see Brisa, I could have very well passed over her without ever knowing she was even there. "talk talk talk" @[Brisa] The battleline between good and evil runs through the heart of every man.
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