Stone Circle No time

Daddy didn't play with her as much anymore.
He disappeared more; he grew weaker as the nights stretched on longer and as the days grew cooler, as Astrid and her brothers aged. And with Astrid being Astrid, she thought to be angry with him; why was he so sick? What was up with him? He wasn't really sick, he just didn't want to deal with her! She knew it, that's what everyone thought!
But intuition was a strong thing.
Something was wrong.
The panicked, strung-out yelp of auntie Tauris sends a cold feeling into her tummy. She knew without needing to ask. She hurtles toward the voice, the scents; brothers left behind in the chaos, prepubescent limbs carrying her to—
Tauris? Skáld? she feels sick. Tauris! her heart pangs, flutters, and she fears it may stop;
What's wrong with him?