Stone Circle In my hands, they crumble

Valette offered the pup another soft smile. His question was so innocent. "Well, I guess it is experience. I've had so many loved ones die, or vanish," she admitted. "So I've gotten used to it." It was a sad thought. "It is also something you learn to channel that sadness in something good," she explained to him with soft tones. "Especially if you still have others to care about." It was hard really, to continue.

"It is extremely difficult, so don't blame yourself. But you have to promise me to never take your grief out on anyone. Always be kind to others," she advised. Since that kindness could go a long way.