Stone Circle In my hands, they crumble

for @Valette <3
backdated to before valette left to find taktuq
set for late evening

A lot had changed lately—something that made his chest tighten with anxiety. He had never been very good with change because the only kind he had ever experienced was the bad kind. So the death of Valette's husband only followed that trend. It shook the foundation of Easthollow, and affected every member, but it was a kind of tragedy he was all too familiar with. 

He was still a rather quiet boy, even as he grew closer to adulthood. Life just felt overwhelming most of the time, and remaining in the background, keeping his opinions to himself felt safe.

As he often did, he found himself at the stones. More specifically, he found himself in front of his mother's stone. Her absence had become a thing he was used to living with, but he still missed her every day. He wondered what advice she would have for him now with his childhood coming to an end. He certainly had no idea what to do to be an adult; he still felt as much like a kid as he always had. 

He sighed and looked up at the sky, remembering what his dad had told him about mom liking to look at the stars.