With her back still turned to the Xaelan warrior, a soft, barely noticeable smile coloured Yura's lips for a moment. She understood. The pieces were falling into place, prepared and ready for the next move. It wouldn't be long; the day was ending, and with it, lights were fading. New lights would await on the new day.
"I shall see you tomorrow," was all she said without turning to look at him, before she resumed the steps that would grant him solitude.
Outside, the cicadas were still crying.
[END OF THE SCENE]
"I shall see you tomorrow," was all she said without turning to look at him, before she resumed the steps that would grant him solitude.
Outside, the cicadas were still crying.
[END OF THE SCENE]
Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)