7/28/2026, 4:08 PM
“Is she?” A smile lingers. He watches Sayana watching the sky. “Been so long. Don’t know what she’s good at anymore.”
There has been enough noise these past years to fill several lifetimes. The low howl of the wind feels like heaven.
“What about you?” Khaan starts down a lull in the hillside, “you good at anything now?” He means it in jest, but it ends up sounding sadder than intended.
There has been enough noise these past years to fill several lifetimes. The low howl of the wind feels like heaven.
“What about you?” Khaan starts down a lull in the hillside, “you good at anything now?” He means it in jest, but it ends up sounding sadder than intended.
mongolian | mandarin
