Noctisardor Bypass zögern

"er bestraft dich dafür, dass du das reh nicht aufgehalten hast," mahler remarked in a sober tone that did not hue his eyes with anything more than humour.
he settled close, scattering acorns with pushes of his wide paws. phaedra lay in pleasant repose, observant of nature as she always was.
a dire grief faded into his chest. ciri had gone. alone was his snowflower, alone was astraeus. mahler felt he might always bear the regret of his children never reaching the closeness of siblings.
"was hast du bewirtschaftet?" the gargoyle chuckled lowly, ruff flaring at a sudden zealous and cool wind.
mahler bid the cough lie low and grinned toward his daughter.