Chimper #617
The sweet taste of strawberry milk still lingers, a strange contrast to the scent of rain and scorched rock in The Dragon Wastelands. Nagika, a noble of quiet patience, was guided here by Michi, who spoke of a truth found only in desolate places. Nagika expected an artifact, perhaps a forgotten chronicle. They did not expect a cartographer who charted the illusions of ghost dragons and laughed at the howling winds. Nagika offered them shelter under their feathered cape during a squall; the cartographer offered them a hand-dyed yellow bandana in return. The stunned look in Nagika's eyes never faded. It is the permanent expression of someone who sought a grand destiny and found a simple, profound love instead.