Spotted Eagle Mountain To the outside, the dead leaves laid on the lawn

now it was his turn to shake his head. "you cannot be all places at vonce, takiyok. you give yourself no grace. you vhere not happy here. and diaspora is all he has known." the words were brokenly falling from him now, for in the winterwhite mahler witnessed his own cruelty toward self. the old loathing that followed him and spoke when things were the most jagged.
"you vhere right to leave him. and you should come back. for now," the gargoyle added, clearing his throat and falling silent a long moment. sagtannet hummed in his blood, but still mahler remained. "how are you to stay safe?" stag would never forgive the eisen if something happened to his warrior mother.
but it was not about him. it was about takiyok. she would be stubborn to the end, and even as mahler leveled his gazae at her, he was not sure that he could press the woman to accompany him back.