Dragoncrest Cliffs On pathway to the stars

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He caught sight of it on the shore. Something the sea spat up in a crash of waves. Typically, he was thankful when the sea provided. It had provided him meals, it had provided shelter, and it had given him a brand new start.

Today it provided a taste of breaking in his heart. An ill sensation.

The fur did not belong to a sleek seal, there were no scales for it to be an unusual fish. The longer he stared the less mistaken he could be about the shape.

It was lupine.

It was Merlin.

Was.

Whatever had been of the man seemed as if it had been taken by the sea. His body broken, he vividly was not the man Eadwulf had told tales to on the cliffs. He had not been much closer to the man than that. That did not soften the blow of seeing a deceased pack mate along the shores of their home.

He thought briefly of Erzulie and the children at her side. How none in that den should be witness to what was awashed that morning. Then it dawned on him with a deep dread.

It seemed life had been exchanged.

He had not come close enough to touch the body yet. He was not even sure if he should. Perhaps somebody else knew better where he should be laid.

Regardless, he tipped his head back with a low mournful song in his throat. A discovery had been made. A grim discovery of lost life.