Stone Circle it took every ounce of faith i had to keep on keeping on
i will pry his bony fingers free
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indra seemed almost apologetic as valette mentioned the stone she had touched belonged to her mother; mustering a smile, she kept her paws at bay, though her eyes wandered past the stone pallisades. something in indra thought this encampment of rocks, barbaric and crude as it was, was incredibly beautiful.

when valette mentioned the assorted stones that rose in a tiny trail past them, indra's expression took on one of longing pain. glancing to the matron, she could not help the entreaty that burst from her lips. "can anyone place a rock there? can i?" she thought of all the souls she had lost along the way -- her mother, her father... casmir... blondine, tadec ... merrick...

a thin frown appeared on her lips and her brow furrowed - what she would not do to know he was somewhere safe, alive.. and hopefully happy.
now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turning gold,
and like the sky, my soul is also turning.