In the dark silent stillness of the night, a lone figure stood dressed in back watching over the city below.
The air seemed to whisper to the figure as if to tempt it with things that didn't need to be spoken of or even mentioned.
*woosh*
The sound of wings unfurling broke the silence for just a moment before it settled once again around the figure.
After an unknown amount of time that could have been only a few minutes or more than an hour, the sound of footsteps moving toward the figure from somewhere behind them caught their attention.
"If you are looking for answers, you will not find them among the lights of the city, or the stars."
"I am not looking for them, only keeping watch."
"Yet you lift your wings as if ready to take action. Are you that troubled by what you see or do not see to risk being seen carried upon the wind by grace and wing? Can you even see her from here Zeph? And is it her that you are even watching out for?"
