Hornet3d
Wise
After the desolation and destruction of the cities Caomhe's spirits had lifted slightly as they moved further afield. Flying over lush green pastures had been too much of a draw to her and she landed in the biggest she could find and began to walk the field. For a moment she was a child again walking the fields of her home planet, her hand tightly gripped by that of her father's. As she stepped through the gate she was greeted by masses of roses, now growing back to the wild state thanks to the lack of care. Despite this there was still the merest hint of the scent of years before. For the first time in weeks she discovered she was still able to smile.