Northstar Vale she may contain the urge to run away

tamar only took small trips away.

she curled around her children as often as she was able, lying with them like mother deer and fawns in the curtain of red maples which hid their den from view.

however this hour, she had left them with @Arsenio, well-fed and dozing.

and already zosime had opened her eyes.

there was someone at epoch's new borders. tamar was aware of her own appearance; tousled, smelling of milk and even the lingering sweetness of birth. vulnerable, and yet the stranger was the same. wan beneath the beauty.

"this is epoch." tamar's voice was gentle. "who are you?"