Silverlight Terrace caredigion

There is still one more farewell he must make before departing this land entirely, and it is more difficult than saying goodbye to Charon and Amekaze. He waits until he has departed the Moonspear entirely, so as to show his former leaders that he will not linger—this choice has been made, and he will go. Hastily, without regret.

But he must bid the proper adieus before flying home to Mynydd to face what might be his last battle. But oh! What a battle it will be.

Llewellyn trots a short distance across the terrace and then stops, wheeling around in the snow. Heart heavy and pounding in his chest, he calls for @Speedy, hoping she will come soon. He cannot bear to wait much longer; he is already missing this place, despite all the pain it has brought him, these past months.

Funny thing, is it not? A place, a role, a lifestyle, completely wrong for him in every way. Yet he will keep it in his heart forever. And when he is king, he will return—he will bring his children here and show them that a place so far from home can still be beautiful and kind, generous, loving. . .

That home can mean many different things, and encompass many different places.