Echoing Crags
Aisling ~ The mountain pass overlooks the lands we traversed. Glimmering streams, rolling hills, and fertile valleys span endlessly below us in the morning sun’s light. Sionainn has said it is not much farther to the ocean of skies, perhaps only a few days travel. We must pass through the mountain pass to sheer cliffs on the other side. Nearly a month has passed, and the nights have grown colder with our increase in elevation. With the evening chill, I have found myself thankful that Sol curls around me every night now. His body gives off an incredible amount of heat, and his fur is soft. Not to mention the comfort his scent and presence provide me on a deeper level. I’ve come to rely on his quiet companionship. The wolves still have not shifted into human forms. I sometimes wonder if
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