Stone Circle áhyggjur

Gunnar could remember well the sting of being young and unable to do what you wanted right away. He could remember the bitterness that rose in your chest about it, but their Bjarna. She was not like this. She was good, angelic even. Always willing to do whatever she needed for those she loved. It was both heartbreaking and heartwarming. Mostly because Gunnar knew he could not be here forever, he could not protect her, remind her that she was just as important as those she loved. That he wanted her to live happily, and even a little selfishly at times.

But he said none of this. Instead warm slate eyes, furrowed in the middle, laugh lines present at the edges and he smiled at her, running a muzzle along her head.

Yes you can. I will teach you all I know. Then perhaps we can take at rip to Sapphique, where you can learn from the healers there as well. I will make sure that you can give the best care. barnið mitt