! -- feymarchian
— ☩ Patterns of green, lines of gold and white and black—he had seen them before. Driven by curiosity, he approached her and stopped at a distance, beyond arm’s-length. He nodded and said, out of custom, “Welcome back to Sasune. I pray that fate has been kind to you.” He had yet to find any book that had written about where she had claimed to hail from, so he hoped that he will be able to ask more about it. A place full of mist... He wondered what it would look like.













