On the days that I mistakenly think of him. I can hear the god of death walking towards me for daring the forbidden.
- Vinnandra'a Musings in Saegra's Empty Diary, Gifted To Her By Lord Albridge.
"I've been waiting for you tell me we are travelling to Brienda Fortress to see a certain red dragon and silver haired man?"
On hearing those words from Zalreth, Vinn sighed, resorting to sprawling herself on the creature's back as she stared at the dark, starless sky.
The wind whipped past them, and she could swear that they were responsible for the tears stuck like a sheen in her eyes.
"You just had to say it didn't you?"
"At this rate if I don't say it myself, I am afraid no one else will."
Vinn kept silent, counting the non-existent stars.
"We are approaching Brienda Fortress. We could make a quick stop there and you could see them."