Northstar Vale sing

The mercenary man was mesmerized by the delicate body of his child. He cradled her close to him, watching as her eyes moved to capture his features and the motions around them. She was beautiful, perfect, a glimmering light in the darkness. She and her siblings had opened his soul and had nestled into the warmth within. Arsenio was smitten.

When Zosime began to croon a small puppy song, the man smiled. He breathed out a breath through his nose, hoping that the air would reach her and brush her face. He thought of the places that he would take her when she had grown, when her sister and brother had grown. They would run free through the vale and would learn everything that it had to offer.

My beautiful little girl, he whispered, planting a gentle kiss to Zosime’s head.