Rows and rows of Cravers along with their shepherds all form uniforms lines to return to their spire.
Bubbles watches from above as Burberry glides in the air atop his griffin. A few kite riders stream by on their boards, shamelessly staring at the creature that Burberry miraculously tamed.
During their shared months of escape from the Timbers, Bubbles had learned a lot about the tall quiet man.
He never exposed his face. Even while eating, he always made sure to turn away to lift his mask and nibble so that Bubbles could not get a peak.
He understood magic better than anyone they came across. The concept of runes was sacred and rarely used outside of Emen. Most used magic like a natural resource. It was felt, not formulated and crafted like what Burberry did.
That much she was able to decipher, but because she never graduated out of being a seedling back at her rebirthing place; she was never able to study magic.
