Noe
"It is!" said Noe with a smile, holding it up for Everest's perusal before returning to her painting. With her base color once more covering the lantern, the young engineer set aside the lantern to survey the sketch she was using as a reference. As soon as the base coat dried, a line here, and then a line there... the final effect would be that of an abstract dragon, representing her mother, who had not only been a Dragoon, but fierce enough to be a dragon in her own right.
Everest joined her, and for a moment they worked in companionable silence, the aviator braiding springs of juniper together. Noe watched with interest until he asked who her lantern was for. 'It's for my mother," she said, her voice uncharacteristically soft. Her mother's death had left a void in her life, for all that she was closer to her father. "What about you?"
Everest joined her, and for a moment they worked in companionable silence, the aviator braiding springs of juniper together. Noe watched with interest until he asked who her lantern was for. 'It's for my mother," she said, her voice uncharacteristically soft. Her mother's death had left a void in her life, for all that she was closer to her father. "What about you?"
