darkly, darkly

@Mordecai

dante had not returned, and nor had osprey. the news of junior's murder sickened the man; he had very little appetite, and what energy he did muster was spent in guard upon the borders. the rich ecru of his coat had dulled, and his demeanour was lackluster.

pausing in the dawnlight for a drink at the stream running though the heart of their land, lasher gazed steadily in the direction of the burnt land, his heart swelling with raw grief.