"With you it was perfect and holy. I miss that."
Katima walks a bit around in the home he has fashioned for himself and though the ring tells her exactly where they are, she doesn't care and quickly silences it. The warmth of the fire brings a blush to her skin, skin that she has allowed to return to it's true shade of rose and she comes to sit quietly by the flame.
"This is very much like our ruins, Alerron."
She reaches for his hand.
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