Night caressed the world in utter darkness, not even the stars could be seen behind the thicken layer of clouds. Blessed moon did not grace her presence, did not keep her company as she wandered across the unfamiliar land with no idea where she was heading. All she could do was pray to Ley she was heading in the direction of Pegasus. Her wayward brother, who appeared in the nightmares that plagued her each and every night, the very reason for her trekking across this land. Opal eyes peered through the darkness, trying to see where exactly she was placing her paws, but at some point she had slipped into a patch of cattails, too tall for ever her staggering size to see the path that laid out before her. Where her eyes could not see, her other senses picked up the slack; ears flicked forward at the wisp of the cattails swaying in the wind, and the air smelling of damp soil. That's when she saw it; a flicker in the distance that caught her eye just by mere chance. At first she thought it was only a flicker of her imagination, she was exhausted after all and had been walking since first light. But as she waited, eared perked and head lifted, searching for another sign to either prove her madness or her sanity, light blinked again, then again. Intrigued, Sphinx began walking cautiously towards the source, weaving through the tall cattails, eyes never leaving the lights. When she broke through, the sight that blessed her had her in utter awe. "Praise Ley..." she breathed in response to the thousands of lights that danced across the waters of a lake. It was as if all the stars that had disappeared from the sky had fallen from heaven and now danced over the lake and shores, illuminating the whole area. Completely transfixed on the scene, Sphinx slowly sat back on her haunches, opal eyes glued to the world around her, forgetting almost entirely about the quest that brought her to these new lands. Speech

The Lovliest Lies Peg had gone to the lake on a mission, determined to root among the various flowers in late bloom to bring back to Célestin. Not for any romantic gesture of course but because his mother was a healer and he supposed she might be able to use them. As he wandered closer to a patch of marigold however he was unable to help but think of how the flower reminded him of the mottled boy, although so did periwinkle and to an extent so did meadowsweet. He had carefully gathered a veritable bouquet for his friend when the first of the fireflies began to appear. He followed the dizzy trail their twinkling lights gave off and sat with a calm smile, flowers still held gently in his mouth. Idly he looked over the nearby lake and then frowned as it seemed the fireflies had taken a keen interest in someone sitting on the laakeshore. An instinctive tug told him he recognized the slight shape barely illuminated by the swarm and for an instant everything inside him froze. “It can’t be…” The flowers fell from his mouth, his mind suddenly washed blank as he approached the female, jaws agape. As he drew closer he could feel his heart begin to pound in his ears. His eyes were seeing something that his mind told him was impossible. “...Sphinx?” Talking Thinking You Of All