She hadn't been able to sleep that night. The Santoro untangled herself from @Lorcan and headed out to the edge of the tarn. It was there she allowed herself to settle into a delicate sitting position. Her head was tilted back in order to examine the skies. There were no clouds in sight which allowed for a rather beautiful view of the starry sky. Even the moon looked lovely at its (almost) full state in the clear sky.
It would have been nice to have someone to enjoy the view with but she was almost grateful for the alone time. There was no bickering to her or sour attitudes, no tension hovering around her. She could simply be. So with a deep breath, she slid down onto her stomach and stretched her legs out.
Sure, it was awful not being able to sleep but at least the view was nice.
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