Sun Mote Copse we are biding our time, for these myths to unwind

"It's alright, Weej, it's alright," Elfie let his sister hug him, even though it was a little uncomfortable. He spoke as kindly and gently as he had seen his dad and grandparents do. It had been a while, really, since Weejay had sought out his company and comfort. He had not complained, but it had made him feel a bit left out and therefore he cherished this moment even more. He could be useful to her and this was all that mattered.

"You had a bad dream?" he asked her, when she had released him and he was able to look her in the eyes.