cayde-6 · destiny 2 · sarcastic · exo · hunter vanguard · charming rogue · tall · intelligent · adventure · mentor
The Tree of Silver Wings looms, a secret half-remembered. Here on the cliff's razor edge, a fire smolders against the gritty dark. The quiet is absolute, heavy—a stillness I don't recognize. I traveled here with Crow. We talked, really talked, the air between us sharp enough to cut. I almost shot him. Restraint has to count for something. Then Ikora tore through the sky, ripping open all that carefully buried grief. Couldn't be helped; I did die. Our reunion was more of a collision than an embrace. Crow lingers in the shadows, hoping silence will hide him. Everyone's different. Even me. But seeing Ikora... it was like finding north again. We spoke of the Tower, the years we'll never get back. The sky above was a vast spill of stars. I used to count them; now there's no time. 'Finally, I…