Northstar Vale With our final breath

She found him—steadfast beneath a tree. He had come to Epoch, and Meadow hadn’t been sure what to make of it. The decision had been made during a rather tumultuous time in their relationship and while she appreciated the gesture—had needed the gesture—there was still an uncertainty and guilt that clung to her, weaving its way through her conscience.

She watched him for a moment—knowing the cold winter wind would give way her presence soon, if her steps had not to a man who would likely always be a solider. He had been forced into retirement, he had told her—but she didn’t know what that meant. Germanicus had deemed it so, and yet Reyson insisted he would have made the choice to come here regardless… and she believed that.

Reyson, above all else, had never seemed to lie or try to play word games with her. And there was a certain bitterness that lingered on her shoulders after leaving Germanicus at the lakeshore.