Coral (Brynleigh's Song)

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He played her theme for all he had seen and come to know of her. From the day he had seen her, through to Boltin's Pyre, the Fateful Canyon, the Hidden Oasis, the journey to Aldburg and then all the way back to Bree. The Rose Ruin. The dead room in Combe, her grey and melancholy. Left out for Death the scavenger to claim at will.

Still, traces of that unique colour he had never seen upon a person before; a warm colour like the blush of sunrise and flowers under the Sea. His Mercan. Coral.

Brynleigh:

"While she weeps
dreads the eyes
looking in
reaching out
sweeping through
warmth and blood
hands and hair
coral lake
orange stream
sapphire tides
perfect wants
stolen claim
keep nothing
but moments."