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The result of her sinful act should not yet be noticeable to anyone but eyes that knew her well. The woman’s own thoughts weren’t indulged with the truth either, for she had decided to continue her pace without looking back relentlessly. She was bored with walking through storms. Instead of revisiting mental images of red and grey, scarlet eyes focused on the still, transparent surface of the lake, and what lurked beneath. Halo was the opposite of an experienced fisher, but it wasn’t hunger that had led her to this odd task. She sought peace of the mind, and it worked well with her refreshed attitude to everything.
The soft sound of her form moving through the water seemed to have attracted attention from elsewhere though, because a stranger canine had walked out from the ripe forest of sunflowers. Bringing fiery hues from the water to rest upon the male’s dark and intriguing hues, she let her arms fall along her sides, bringing the tip of the sharped bone under water. She was disappointed that she had been the one to be discovered first. It should have been the other way around, naturally. Hello there, he said.
Already, there was a name, and she doubted she would ever have asked for it. Toby. The Lykoi’s name could have been quick to frown at his uninvited appearance, but she didn’t. Instead, she cocked her pretty face and let a shy smile creep onto dark lips. ”Hello,” sweet tones greeted.
Your faith walks on broken glass
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