Stepping out of Cicero’s, Asta was surprised to see that for once, the light had pierced through the blue-gray hues of Coldharbour and bathed the town with its warm, yellow, life-giving light.
Not sure if prophecy or merely street magic.
Stormhaven consistently gives me a conflicted feeling of things suspended in pregnant anticipation.
And always the question – Gadris or Zur?
I look forward to this every single time.
Azura – the Lady of Twilight, Mother of the Rose and Queen of the Night Sky.
For now at least, my journey through Wrothgar is done. I’ll be back again to see the sun light glance off the ice floes and smell the glorious scents of Echatere and ogre roaming the woods.
Escaping Coldharbour once again!