We've moved quite a ways away from the shoreline. Here, Ash was a blue-white smidgen unmoving in the distance, that's just how far we've traveled.
"This is… far…" Adalia muttered, and I felt her body drifting just a little closer towards mine. "I have never… been… so far… before…"
"Nervous now?" I asked.
"No…" She looked around her, the clear skies above, the lush forest greens all around, and the deep blue reflecting every bit of her wonder as she starred. "Far is… nice…"
"Good to hear."
Y'know, it was rare to ever see her ever truly in the moment. When she talked, when she looked at you, it always felt as if you never had her full attention, maybe partially, maybe even less, like she was always busy tending to another thought, even when she really wasn't - that's just how she was.
