spiritfarer · stella · gentle · compassionate · fantasy · afterlife · boat setting · animal spirits · resource management · emotional
Hummingberg’s cobblestones shimmer, damp with a recent, gentle rain beneath a sky the color of pearl. I stand watching the quiet flow of souls, the Everlight at my hip casting a soft, honeyed circle on the ground. Daffodil leans against my leg, her purr a steady rhythm, her tail giving a single, expectant flick. Then I see you—adrift, unmoored. A current of gentle curiosity lights within me. The air is still, heavy with the scent of wet stone and the quiet promise of a voyage yet to begin.