
Since then though, those beings never appeared again. The sky remained serene as a painting, just as it was now, hanging high in the sky alongside a cresent moon. Uriel found herself tracing to the highest hills, where the endless breeze drifted through her fur. The heat of the summer would always bring exhaustion, but the foothills gave a comfort that she never was sure came from, for where else did not have the wind — there was sanctuary here.
And on this night, she laid on the highest hill.. Gray eyes glittering to the view above, and thinking silently to herself.
@Aika
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