Bearclaw Valley [M] they breathe you in, and dive as deep as they can

He did not see the aftermath; teeth sinking in to shadow, in to flesh, seeping blood. Soon there came a reverberating thud as the body that was once his mother hit the dirt, bloomed dusty spatter. Away went the comfort of his brother — rising and stumbling towards the still-warm boulder of coal. He is left behind: a mewling mess of piss, mud, and now the pooling blood that founts from mother's throat.

If Astyanax was not going to stay with him he would seek comfort elsewhere; Glaucos' sausage limbs shake with the exertion of rising and his belly drags through the mire as he tries to chase after Astyanax, but trips, and nose-dives in to a lake of red.