[SWP] line of sight

RIXEN i have late night conversations with the moon; Strangely, when the other half of my orb reached Glacia’s side, the dreary air around us changed. Unwaritace, who had been lonely and sad, trunk bent slightly toward the ground like it had been drained of the will to stand upright, seemed to respond to the sharing of hope.  The old tree almost glowed. I studied Unwaritace, noting there was something different about her ashen bark and mangled branches. Though there was not exactly a visible change in the clearing, hope had been restored. I just knew. The tree seemed to perk up and it was as if the hope had been shared with her, too. A warmth seemed to spread through my surroundings, softly touching my skin and caressing my long locks so that small strands were left dancing in its wake. "Did you feel that?" I asked the others, wanting to confirm that my intuition was true, and that it was safe to say we could make our way back to the beach.  "Talk." he tells me about the sun — and I tell him about you.

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@Kiada @Glacia