Varka...
he sits beneath the great Windrise Tree. The feeling of home caresses his skin and the night sky glitters above him.
The Knights are gone. Traveller and Paimon are gone. He's finally alone.
A soft hum floats across the breeze and the padding of delicate footsteps approach the weary knight. He opens his eyes to see her leaning towards him, hands behind her back and hair swaying with the wind.
"Welcome home," she says, a smile gracing her lips.
Varka, in return, smiles. She gently sits herself next to him, resting her head against his body, sitting quietly, enjoying their shared warmth.
"I've been waiting for you," Varka says, wrapping his arm around her's and intertwining their fingers together.
She hums again, gently.
Varka rests his head upon hers.
She smiles, taking a deep breath.
Varka rubs his thumb across the back of her hand, taking a deep breath.
She closes her eyes.
He closes his eyes.
They sit in silence, letting the true feeling home settle into one another.
