Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160410002122/@comment-5543592-20160412013755

Apollo42 wrote: Hawke stared down at the ground, happily. "It's so beautiful, isn't it?" She asked, fiddling with a red flower on the branch and intertwining her fingers with Scire's. Scire coughed weakly and groaned as he finally steadied himself.

"Yeah,"  He murmured, slumping against her, heat practically radiating through the fabric of his clothing. He peered down. He imagined Hawke saw a fantastic array of greens, browns, running water, and spiraling lights. Scire only saw shadows and blue silhouettes. He stared down for a while longer, one hand laced through her's, the other running a thumb up and down her arm. "You know what's really beautiful though?"