#faestart

the smell of evergreen seemed to have permeated every last inch of the mountain. no matter what corner or crevice lux explored in her free time, that pine scent met her with strength. she breathed it in deeply. it certainly made it feel colder somehow. it was a lovely addition to the holiday in her opinion. she could see how it might become tiring or overwhelming for some, but they needed to learn how to better enjoy the moment. the music from below could be heard this far away as well. it was haunting at length. even a jaunty dance tune sounded eerie with such wavering distortions. there was a strange beauty to it. “do you hear that?” she whispered.

“I am listening. I promise.” nox lied smoothly over their shoulder as they walked away from the conversation. it felt much like being under the mountain in the hewn city. everyone was always so carefully watching. “I am famished, and I see they have brought out the potatoes. you will find I can not resist myself.” their footsteps were silent as they moved across the floor. every motion brutally pointed, graceful by severe methods. it was easier here to walk the delicate balance when pleasantry was the order. nox needed to do much less to feel secure. “feel free to continue speaking while I find myself a serving, by all means.”