“You’re too good for this world.” Sky & Galiana, let's goooo
yes! Here you go
“Can’t you use some magic? Just get up us there?” Sky scratched his neck and looked at the rocks. Most of them were sharp and rather uninviting. The constant rain and crushing of waves against the shoreline didn’t help to lift his mood either. His clothing and hair seemed already drenched and miserable.
Stupid Stormcoast.
Galiana shook her head. “Sky, my magic doesn’t work that way.”
“So, we have to climb?” A sigh escaped his lips and he tried to calculate their changed of falling straight to their death or getting stabbed by a sharp edge. He saw a bit of grass atop of everything but it’d take some time to get there.“That would be preferable.” Galiana narrowed her eyes. “Or I could ride back to Skyhold and ask if Solas, Dorian or Vivienne know of a teleportation spell.”
Sighing, he accepted his fate and reached for a first rock. “That would take hours. Just push me up.”
“You’re heavy.” With almost standing two heads shorter than her brother, Galiana had problems even getting Sky up from the ground. He grabbed for another set of rocks. It would’ve been easier with either Cassandra or Cullen accompanying them and doing some of the heavy lifting. Or Bull. Yes, Bull would have been the right choice. Why hadn’t they asked him.
Sky looked over his shoulder. “All muscles and raw power.”
“Sure.” Galiana closed her eyes and called her magic. Some of it would be useful. Spirit energy pulsed through her veins and it helped. She felt stronger and more aware of her surroundings, but cut her palm on a sharp edge.
Yet, she pushed Sky up and followed slowly. Her wounds healed quickly.
After a few metres, she heard squeaks. “Can you see them?”“Yeah, I see them. You’re sure about this?” Sky raised his brows, shook his head, and wondered, not for the first time, why he kept getting stuck in such situations. This one had been Galiana’s fault. She and her big, brown eyes, looking at him like a lost puppy. His sister balanced her weight atop some small rocks, but looked pretty sure of herself. “Absolutely.”
“Give me your hand then.”
Sky pulled Galiana up. A small nest of nugs sat amidst grass and flowers. She’d found their dead mother earlier today, probably killed by some predator, and followed their tiny squeaks right up to a cliff overlooking the ocean.
“We need to take them home.” They looked downright pathetic. Small, pink, barely able to open their eyes. A bit disgusting, if he was honest.
Sky picked them up, carefully avoiding skin on skin contact, and put them in Galiana’s arms, nest included. “I won’t touch them, but here you go.”
She kissed his cheek and hugged the small nugs close to her chest. “You’re too good for this world, Sky.”“I know, I know. Have to be the best big brother, but how do we get down from here?” Especially with the squeaking nightmares now in his sister’s arms.
Galiana pressed her lips together. “We’ll find a way.”
