Standing in a timeless dream

With their daughters having the pack well in paw, it had freed up some time for Modesty to focus on trying to stop her not-husband from leaving this plane of existence before her. It wasn't the first time she had almost lost him in recent years, and like every time before, it bought out the worst in her. When he was out of her direct line of sight she fretted and snapped at those that tried to tell her to calm down. Jael's absence had been a blow all of it's own, but seeing Gil looking like he'd been chewed up and spat out... Well that had been on a whole new level of hell she hadn't even realised existed.

With things calming in the skies and the immediate threat seemingly dealt with, Modesty cajoled Gilgamesh into exploring the desert to their west with her. She had run into that boy from Insomnia who said they were just on the other side of the sands, but how far did they stretch? With the weather turning mild, it seemed as good a time as any to brave the unforgiving landscape.

Stars lit the sky overhead, the waning moon glinted off the glittering sands, and the desert seemed to come alive under the moons forgiving face. Scarabs scuttled and lizards scrabbled, and the scent of fresh water drifted towards them on a cool evening breeze. A smile tugged at her lips and she raised a brow in question. Sandy wastelands and water weren't exactly what she had expected to encounter this evening, but she wasn't about to complain.

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