Northstar Vale Thánatos

maybe a fade? ;;

he could not give voice to the feelings he had in those moments. that arsenio felt as much like a brother as any other man he had bonded with. maybe more, for the grief they now shared in this place.

and the way the greek man began a small service touched his heart even more.

maxim was not sure what he had done to deserve this level of kindness and comfort, but he cherished it in his sadness. listened to the song that arsenio blessed the air with. looked upon the juniper that now laid as a marker upon leona.

forever the plant would be hers, he felt.