[ Molly tosses his bag over his shoulder and then jumps up into the air after the rush of snowflakes on his skin. He loves this spell, loves shooting off like a crazed firework and laugh so loudly it echoes all over the island. Today, though, he keeps his hold on Fjord as they head for the tiny island port and the Ball-Eater.
When they get closer, he takes in the scent of the sea and the slightly colder breeze here. Smiling, Molly finally pulls way a bit to soar just as the sun rises. ]
no subject
When they get closer, he takes in the scent of the sea and the slightly colder breeze here. Smiling, Molly finally pulls way a bit to soar just as the sun rises. ]