Serenity

by Mezzo-chan

He loved it when they flew.

When he was little, he would practice turning into birds so that he could fly off into the horizon and forget all the sad things in life.

Flying did that to you.

Made you want to just keep going higher until the world below you disappeared.

So when the alarm sounded in the tower, he couldn't help but smile, because he knew he'd get to fly somewhere.

But now, things were a little different.

Because the skies were the last thing he was thinking of.

Now they would fly together, whether it was to battle, or to clear their heads.

She would just pull on her cloak and move to the roof, and he knew immediately where he wanted to be.

Flying next her, weightless and lost in the sight of her.

She'd never look over, and he was thankful, because he didn't want to tear his eyes away.

So they'd fly through the cold night air in comfortable silence.

Lost in the night, the peace, and each other.

Next up, Chapter 7: Mother