@leopcrdeyes
Savior’s Respite had become Anda’s favorite spot on the island, for a multitude of reasons. It was always quiet here, with healthy flowers blooming endlessly around the cliff. The sea tossed beyond the sharp, shuffling soothingly. All in all, the place was serene. But something about the air here made Anda feel more at home--a calling they couldn’t quite explain to themselves, beckoning them there.
This afternoon, they ventured out to the cliff again, away from the rest of the bustle of Archimedes... But they were not alone this time. And trail of sorrow motes lead them to someone vaguely familiar in the light of the setting sun.
(”That’s...”)
Cautiously, Anda approached, poking their head to the side.
“Hey, um... Everything okay?”














