The moon slowly disappeared with every second of the sun's slow but sure appearance but even with all of this beautiful sight, there was a person who had a very serious frown on his face.
This dissatisfied man was sitting on the ground with a raven on his lap, slowly caressing its feathers. With each stroke, his frown lessened but after a second later it came back deeper.
This man was Auriel. He hadn't even thought of sleeping but because of the sudden sense he gained, he couldn't even rest his mind with the quietness of the night.
The constant onslaught of incomprehensible information he was getting from living things was too much for his mortal brain to rest. He tried to train this sense to lessen its power with Loki on his lap, but he failed miserably.
The new sense he got was nothing more than trouble for him for now. It filled his brain with currently useless information and didn't let him close the sense either.
