Nawat is overcome with something that he doesn't feel often. Want. He mouths the word, feeling it.
He thought he got used to all the feelings of this beautiful race.
But Aly, his lover, leaving so abruptly, left a hole in his heart.
Crisp blades of grass tickled his legs. Nawat giggles, the feeling of sun felt refreshing. Today, he'd get out, unlike yesterday.
Nawat nearly chokes on his laugh, leaving it stuck in his throat. His mouth goes dry, his heart beats faster.
Quick, fluid movements, one after another. Silver lines of light. Twang!
The sound permeates in the air. Strength beyond measure. Graceful, no doubt more than the Great Goddess herself.
A stubborn chin dominates soft lips. Ringlets of golden brown hair pinned up, to no avail.
Nawat manages to scramble to his feet and croak "Daine..."
"Hi Nawat." she says.
And the next thing Nawat sees is Numair striding over to Daine, kissing her lightly.
Daine smiles weakly, "Bye, Nawat."
They walk away.
No more did Nawat need Aly than ever before.