Fairspell Meadow Free the ghost that haunts you.

Treating the kid's posts like cameos; gave ample time for more replies, and I can remove my reply if you guys prefer. Gonna wrap!

The mother mourned, the daughter clung to the body in silence. Another child surfaced and to them the ghost merely glimpsed, unable to focus for long anywhere but Maegi; when they slipped away Mou's entire being became focused on the scene before him. In time his beloved would calm down - still hurting, still mourning, but frozen in their grief. He had no idea how long it would take before the little family departed from the little boy's frozen body; but he did his best to be present, to be a warm body.

Mou would try, when able, to herd Maegi away. To find her some place to hide, be warm, sleep - if possible. And he would return to where the body lay, find an out-of-the-way place to dig a grave. At least if he buried the body it would not rot in the open and spoil Maegi and Sakhmet's memory of the little one (however, the frozen face of the boy shouting for his brother may be etched there for eternity already).

The grave, nesting beneath a single yew tree standing defiant between the woods and the meadow, would be accessible if Maegi wished to visit it; he would be sure to show her, when she felt stronger.