Arrow Lake clair de lune

There was silence between them for some time, both taking comfort in the other's presence. When her sister mentioned the blizzard, Taki lifted her head and looked away. She didn't like thinking about that time, much less talking about it, but she would for Tahani. I searched for hours after the storm and couldn't find anyone. I had taken refuge in a small range of mountains just north of the glacier when Mahler found me. We knew each other already, and he convinced me to come back here and help start Diaspora with Stigmata. Her voice faltered over the name of the recently deceased General. I had known Stigmata for a while...we had already agreed to have children in the spring. Diaspora seemed like where I needed to be. Grief and despair swelled in her chest at the memory of that time. Still, I continued my search for you and the children, for everyone. I traveled along the coast and found Currituck safe and sound with a pack there. But I found no one else. She decided to spare her the story of Rusalka and the black faced bitch that refused to return her niece and nephew partly because she just couldn't muster the strength to talk about it now, and partly because she didn't want to upset her sister. She would bear the burden on her own like she had been since Sia ditched her to run home.

Once I had the children, I couldn't leave for a while, but I returned to the glacier just before you came here; I found nothing. It was the same way I had left it last winter. It had been eerie to see it so unchanged when her life had changed so much since the last time she had been there.