Sunbeam Lair ❝elyë lantanë melmessë sonen,❞

they were bonded, she and he, for what purpose and for what length of time he did not know. she brought to mind the gossamer of her daughter, the moonlit night of her son. to where had they gone? mother not, this fae before him, and yet she swept forth all beckoning and maternal, until mahler favored her attempts at formality with a warmer expression.
"if large beasts be felled, i see no reason not to share. vhy make savages of our neighbors? and the pursuit of knowledge is beyond the bond of pack." diasporans would be born to be raised in the shadow of their former peak. mahler had no such worries that their belief in their own family could become diluted by andraste's fanciful teachings, and became aware that he respected, truly, only the cool seeking hunger of a logical mind.
"vhat made you choose the vale?" the general inquired, turning away to glance o'er her claimed lands as a ripple of nausea knifed sharply into his failing gut.