Yros

The night, a time of the day she had always felt fond to. And no, it didnt necessarily had to do with her appearance, which resembled a lot of the night. She did beyond her similarity, she loved it in how stunning and pretty the colors and stars were in the night's darkness. Among the moon. She just didnt like any other thing in the world. And it may appear that she was short minded, no she was not, she simply liked it more,besides the day used be be hotter, less welcoming to such a dark coated creature that she was.

She sat on a fallen log, eyes of purple connected with the moon above, letting her mind wander, travelled through the memories, memories brought by the stars. She really loved this, but of course she wouldnt tell others that, no one had to know that.

For speech.

I would break every inch of my love, the godwood in the dark of night had turned out to be a much more eerie place than he anticipated. he'd thought the redwood would be a place to escape, to hide from prying court eyes, but all that stood before him was a vast, devouring darkness. the great tree looming in the distance like a ghost.. if the dark didn't catch him by surprise, the quiet certainly did. he'd never heard a silence so loud. during the day, the godwood was filled with bowed heads and whispered prayers a stark difference to the ringing quiet filling his ears. still, it was better than being found. by family, by other court members, or by the maesters. he just wanted a moment's peace. he'd just set his sight on a nearby fallen log when he finally noticed the woman sitting on it, startling him. "Gods be damned!" he cursed. "where did you come from?" he doesn't intend for it to sound so accusatory, but his heart is in his throat choking out the composure. "sorry," it's a gentle apology after he collects himself, "I didn't expect someone else to be here."

the alps

@[Hecuba]

Hecuba

Pyr