"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
Anuya genuinely does hope that they can avoid the world together again sometime, which is an odd sensation for her. Not troubling in the same way she thought it might be - it is far too pleasant of a feeling for that. She likes watching Astrum dance and making Aureus smile - though he ducks his head to hide it, like he's not sure what to do.
A bright laugh escapes Anuya at the joke about being able to find her and she winks in a good-natured, easy manner as the sound fades into words. “Oh, with a little bit of luck, I think you’ll be able to.” Aureus was better at fun than he gave himself credit for, she thinks, but she doesn’t want to embarrass him by pointing this out. Not yet anyway - maybe by the time he makes his second joke. Then it’ll be fair game.
She shakes her head a little before bright eyes focus on the starlight pair before her again, enjoying the fond warmth that spreads through her when she does. It is good to have a friend again. “Until then, I hope you find more reasons to smile, Aureus.” She glances to Astrum and wiggles her ears once more to the star in farewell.
oh, I see stars rushing through my mind, colours have no time to fade
oh, I found out there's another side where the sea and sky collide
