Noctisardor Bypass i fell into my fear, and took a lie for a truth

piper. redfurred and quiet insofar as mahler could recall. but there was indeed a family resemblance. it was the first time she had spoken of older children, and again he wondered where xan had gone, what part he had played. whether or not he would come back.
she had known diaspora, and it both warmed his heart and caused it to ache. more and more their paths converged, and mahler silently questioned what more laurel might reveal.
"yes. i vould like to be buried here." the woman beneath her age and the gargoyle jumping early into his grave, tired. "many years off," he added with a chuff. "perhaps i vill enjoy being a retired member of leadership who is perhaps sought out for their visdom." a joke, as he had little of that.