Fireflies danced through the air over a dark stream, barely a breeze stirring to interrupt their dance. At the bank of the stream, the otherworldly stood and watched their dance. Completely absorbed in the aura of peace brought on by the calm night.This land was so different from her own. It lacked the amount of violence found in her homeland. Lacked the scent of blood in the air, and the destruction. It was... calming.
Night by night, she felt herself growing more comfortable. And more used to the idea of calling this new land, home.
