@sindriasgenius
「The morning sun was shining into the room through the huge windows and the room as filled in a warm yellow colour. A hand was gently hovering over the long, blue hair of the sindrian general, not daring to touch a strand in fear that it might wake her up from her peaceful sleep.
“ . . . “, he pulled his hand away and turned around on his back to look at the ceiling. He felt strangely calm in here. This room had a good atmosphere - much better than his hammock in the ship he’s travelling with.」













