Silverlight Terrace but your so far away

aiolos spoke of his son, and kukutux could follow such sentiments in her own heart. while she prepared the future for her son and daughter as best as she was able, there were many things they must learn alone. she could not always be teacher, but she would be mother forever. a comfort then.

kukutux was also pleased to hear of huojin, that he grew. as did sialuk, who had begun to learn the inner workings of the woman's circle. would it not be enjoyable to add another sister? an inward smile at the thought of her raindrop instructing as she did. again, the redsun's voice. but he was closer now, an unreadable expression upon his kind face as he drew mention of her husband into their discourse.

a muscle jumped along the woman's jawline before she was able to hide it. in the air of a wife tucking hair behind her ear, head turned away and gaze fixed elsewhere, kukutux remembered the last words that arcturus had said to her. and the last she had said to wraen. and how the dead man too, had spoken in pointed ways toward her. happiness then; she searched for how to answer. "jarilo makes me to feel as if i am not carrying so much alone." it was as honest a sentiment as kukutux could put forth, and she dared not look into the face of aiolos again.