Arrow Lake when all the things under the sky go free of time

@Stigmata

while marten and laurel slept under a brilliant canopy of star-studded navy sky, indra made her way across the flat and familiar plains. ahead arrow lake's surface was muted by a sheet of thick, cloudy ice -- what little light the moon afforded spilled between rolling clouds in pale beams of silver.

indra was missing the children she had left behind. her guilt had only eaten at her further, and while she thought time and distance might make her shame less keen, it seemed it only drove deeper.

restless, with her dreams invaded often by her own wringing subconscious, indra stared out at the frozen lake and wondered just what kind of fool's errand she had agreed to embark upon.