these passing moments with you

“I know you can” Basilisk said, agreement in his voice and in his amused eyes as he watched her. Bathed in starlight and lit from the strange world below. She shone, white and gold like she was in herself a star. Or perhaps he was a little biased about the whole thing. He grinned at her, and let go of her body. Keeping himself near and close as she finally found her center of balance.

Perhaps he should have taken her here when he was training her. Or perhaps not. She had a starting point first, because of his training, to help her balance on the ice.

It started to snow. Just a tiny bit, just a light frosting that colored the world around them and caught the starlight, and Basilisk was moving further away from her. “Catch me!” he suggested to his love.

"speech" & "speech"