Aevah arched a brow, "Well... you learn something new every day. I wonder how my mother got hold of something like this. Though, you full elves are exceptionally long lived. I wonder how old my mother was."

She shrugged, "That's a question for some other time."

As he explained his reasons for leaving Aevah nodded, "I hear that the elves are traditionalists, they don't really like change or anything that goes against tradition. Honestly, though humans are crude... I'm glad I was raised among them. They learn a zeal for life that I don't think think the elves have because they live so long, humans have to cherish every moment because their lives are so short."

She sighed, "The moon is up. We should rest, I would like to be on the move again before first light."

~*~

As the night wore on Aevah slept uneasily, perhaps it was their trading of stories or maybe it was her vicinity to Kyrtaar allowing her to remember what she'd seen when she touched him, but her dreams were troubled. She dreamed of stars imploding into black holes, visions of teeth and hungry mouths lingering in the back of her mind. She dreamed of crumbling stone structures, blood stained streets filled with whispers and the hauntingly discordant song of those strange stars, movement in thick fog and twinkling stars peeking through like eyes watching every move... tendrils of mist like hands reaching for her skin. She woke with a start sometime before dawn... cold sweat covering her brow and those whispers still humming in her ears. She shivered and glanced at Kyrtaar, wondering if whatever shadows lurked around him were somehow rubbing off on her. She doubted it, more likely it was just the belated after affect of having been in his head and their discussion the night before.

She stood and packed away her bedroll onto the horse, after having actually look she'd discovered that there hadn't just been their weapons in the pack saddles of the horses. Small portions of dried foods and a bedroll were the helpful givings of whatever kind soldier had packed the horses for them. She glanced at Kyrtaar once more, wondering if he was awake.

"We should move soon, if we make good time we'll reach the outer edge of the forests before nightfall..."