Stone Circle I used to think that silence was golden.

only post from me in here! :D

His mother thought of diamond dust.

But the only way that Dagur shined was in a wake of blood.

For a moment, there was a threat he'd end that way too. Unable to break free, stuck in a sac that had once been nothing but protection. Smothered.

Then that too was broken. A rush of the world beyond. Not that he knew much of it beyond touch and taste. Currently neither was too appealing of a sense.

He is placed along the side of the comet that had displaced him.

Oblivious to all of the disruption that his arrival had caused.