Gazing II: Peer

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“C’mon, Kinri.  Let’s go.”  She meant to the Dadafodd; she’d said that’s where we’d find the drake.  “C’mon.  My leg is getting done with me standing on it.”
“Sit down, then.”
“I’m not going to sit down, I⁠ ⁠—⁠ we need to get to Dadafodd so I can get my shit bandaged up.”
“If you sit down, maybe your leg will feel a bit better when you start walking aga⁠ ⁠—”
“We should start walking now!  What the flames are we waiting for?”
“Um.”  My brilles clouded.  “Just…”
Staune piped up for me.  Head out poking out of my pocket, she echoed my sister, repeating, “Rhyfel is flying this way.

Gazing I: Notice

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Sometimes the stars visited in fire and rock and for a night we fluttered a little nearer to heaven.
Down here, while you rested belly-down on some harsh slab, the stars could almost be painted on a shell, and whatever numinous world they limned could well be an existence apart.  Most times it was.
Dusk dwindled away, and the stars were settling down.  I thought they’d be as bright and beautiful as ever.  Below them, though, as some dark blue dot on some crumbly butte in some forgotten spate of cliffs in the vasty night, I stared up and couldn’t keep the dew from my fangs.  Couldn’t not wonder just how we connected to this infinite sky under which two dragons could die, without it even flinching.
A bright white rock was up there, burning its way across the dusk like an arrow sped from some forgotten bow.  The night sky was vast and aimless; but then like to a cynosure you could look up, and see that heavensent rock flying right there as it crossed the threshold of worlds, unbarred and unbourned, yet swift on some unknown mission.
I saw it, and I smiled.