In her curiosity, Sparrow had traveled up and up the river, winding its way dangerously down the slopes until eventually it led to some thing larger. Nestled amongst the heights of the mountains was a lake, far larger than the one she’d known in Skyrise. It made sense, really, considering the size of the lake below the mountain.
For half a moment she was reminded of her meeting with Grey near the lake at the base. Had he ever scaled these mountains? Why was he ever on her mind? Nevertheless, she found herself curving around the southern end of the place, pausing to lap at the frozen lake, finding a spot further in that hadn’t quite frozen completely.
It was a dangerous thing walking a frozen lake, every step a chance at falling in, but she hadn’t gone terribly far. The place was nice, comforting almost, and after a moment, she withdrew, watching the sun rise over the peaks to the north, glassing over the frozen lake like a perfectly painted picture.
This felt right. She wondered if Ink would agree. She wondered what would follow.
Sep 01, 2017 10:06 PM
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