Prompts

-frosty friends- Snowflakes danced in front of Chor’s eyes, obstructing their view of the mountains ahead. The tall vexyn huffed, brows furrowed in annoyance. Leaving the church grounds was not something they did lightly, but even Chor could not ignore the necessity for certain materials, especially when it came to repairing the church windows. Their expression softened, the mere memory of hundreds of mornings spent observing the way light illuminates sta...