Wherever the Wind Takes Us

//Initiating//

Rainy Day

FebHyurary | Day 9 | Heaven

Somehow, Aislinn managed to sleep. If asked she’d be hard pressed to explain the phenomenon. For so long it had been as elusive as the horizon. But warmed by the tea and Locke both, any flutter of nerves was soothed by the sense of safety she felt when he was near. No one could touch her, and wrapped in that assurance she finally laid down her guard.

“Stop calling it that. It’s a fluke. I made an error in the geometry. It happens.”

Febhyurary: Touch

Febhyurary: Color

greetings from tuliyollal, wish you were here! ​🇽​​🇴​​🇽​​🇴​ ♡

Sometimes, if you’re lucky or just plain stubborn, you can steal a second chance from fate. And if you’re clever, maybe you can even do it twice.

“You’re a coward. And what’s worse, you’ve made me into one too.”

Old town sights

Staring down the barrels

Whiskey in a teacup

Birds of a Feather (beautiful art of Locke and Aislinn by sinai)

Happy Starlight

Dance like water

“Maybe I’m too much of a distraction.” "Aislinn, darling. You are the most welcome distraction that a man could ever ask for."