along the way

“A good lake gives me the same feeling” He commented, sharing as she had. “The sound of frogs, and the scent of mildew and reeds.” his pack had looked out across a lake. Sandwiched between that, and the sea, it was no wonder he had learned to be a good swimmer.

The roaring of the falls led them in the right direction, and soon they found the running water. The warm spring air left a scent across the water, and as he watched, a salmon darted across the falls, flipping in the air as it went. “Hmm. Perhaps we should spring clear, I bet there are bears around” He mused, glancing about them for any sign of the predators, and drawing a little closer to Anthea. Not because he himself was afraid, but so he could protect her more easily if they came across anything threatening.


"Mercury"