Noctisardor Bypass with the moon i run

"quiet." mahler took a moment to glance at the detailing of the bypass, its canny slopes and single entrance, the protective stone walls and the rolling grasslands ending in deep forest. "it is vhy i chose this place also."
he did not think of the broken boulderplace; he had been angry there, filled with a rage that had only burnt him to ash in the end.
"gone." somberness flooding the lilac stare. one by one they had departed. "after diaspora, ve moved first to a hollow vithin the sunspire, and then a mountain. by the time that ve left the sunspire, it vas no longer diaspora, but sagtannet. only i remain."
what would argent think of him now, an ageing man unable to hold the threads of his kill-brother's fierce creation.