Blacktail Deer Plateau I was young once and battle born

Sun Spark laughed under his breath. I 'ave a few days lef' m'boy. Da body's tired, but da 'eart an' soul i'n't. It's da wander lus' m'boy da wander lus' he grew quiet and just sat and watched the night creatures come to life. Lightning bugs dancing and he bet if he looked real close some of them might just be fairies.

Sun Spark looked at the swarthy male before a glint in his eye. If I 'ad m'way i'd die amongst ma brot'as in arms, but I'm ta old fir battle. I don' really care m'boy, once ma soul is gone, well my body is not'in' more dan a shell. I'm partial ta grassy hills, i like to sit on dem and look out over the lan'. That was the closest he would get to an answer. He didn't really care what they did with him, they could eat him for all he cared, cause once his soul was gone, well there would be nothing left that made him, him.