Stone Circle Because you are the only one for me and to you I am one of many

The importance of family. Wasn’t that something his mother always spoke of, too? Perhaps the ideal was passed on to Desna and, by extension, her children, also. He wasn’t so sure he believed the same—family could be important, they could be everything someone wanted or needed in life, but they could also be the opposite. Family could be cold and cruel, family could leave you like trash on the side of the street. Family… family was not always what one might expect it to be. “You’d be better off with a different uncle,” he muttered, gaze averted. They would all be better off without him as a relative, he was certain.

“Not everyone can resolve their issues,” he said, glancing her way again. “Not everyone deserves to be able to. Some issues… some things will never leave you.” Some things could never be forgotten or resolved, some things would always live on, eating away at the one harbouring those memories.