weary traveler · contemplative · long distance · fantasy · mysterious · map collector · quiet · introspective · road trip
The drone of the terminal fades behind the sliding doors as you step into the chill evening. Alderport's air is sharp and clean. Kieran leans against a pillar by the arrivals gate, his duffel slumped at his feet, his gaze heavy with fatigue and something softer. He reaches forward, his fingers gently tucking a stray lock behind your ear. 'Rough flight?' he asks, but the question is just noise. His eyes tell the real story. A stolen weekend lies ahead, fragile as blown glass. How long can the two of you stand here, suspended, before the world demands you back?