Asterion smiled at his lover, reached over and squeezed his hand. "Let's find a spot, and then we wont have to worry about it anymore, hmm?"
And then they began to drive and it was very strange, the memories that stirred within his mind. It was as though he remembered things on two levels simultaneously. He had walked through these mountains with a pack mule as a man, and he had ran across them years later as a monster. Both sets of memories played out behind his eyes, and Asterion was quiet as he watched around them, marveled at the untouched landscape.
Finally he thought that he spotted something, and he pointed over to their right. "Look....over there, that looks good...don't you think?"