Holding my hand up, I glanced up at the portal directly in front of me. It took every single fiber of me not to break my concentration when I saw a figure I held so dear to my heart. Even though the rain made it hard to tell, tears were running down my face. Their dusky skin and black hair was always the first feature I noticed on them. It seems that they had decided to go for a side cut look compared to the long hair I remember them having centuries ago. Their yellow eyes watched as I stood there. Eyes that I have not seen in so long. They held so many emotions in them; of disappointment and anger, of happiness and relief. Closing my eyes briefly, I saw Fylaneiros finished a slow nod. The corner of my lips twitch upwards at the movement.