Crescent Fall at Moonlight
Black cloaks and nightly runs through the back alleys of Crescent Fall. Hooded riders on the veins of a cliff slowly making their way higher.
Oceans tide rising and falling, accented by white waters and crashing waves.
Moonlight veiling the creased features of runner and rider, hiding the depth of each shadow, every step pressing deeper along their chosen path.
A dark romance clinging to an ancient story, never forgotten.
And a single kiss dangling at the edge of a story about to be told.