**Aster had abruptly stopped whistling her tune. With narrowed eyes, she stared deeply into the forest after the flickering lights, as if by simply perceiving their movements would give them some kind of deeper, profound meaning. After what covered a space of an inordinate amount of time, she just as abruptly snapped out of it, and smirking, picked up her tune again and disappeared into the treeline towards the lights.**
**Aster slowly ambled her way toward the jewel that was Elexia, her business in Ash finally finished. It felt nice to stretch her legs for a change, the night sky above her was calming to her spirit, and as she continued, a gentle breeze tickled her face, bidding her hello. The woman smiled to herself. It was a good night to be alive.**
**Rysa sent Alerion out ahead of her as they both made their way towards the Guild City, not in any great hurry. The huntress took her time to admire the passing countryside.**
**Levana swept out of the Elexian gates towards Sylvan as if she were on wings, imperiously muttering to herself about having no patience for time wasters.**
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.