Northstar Vale Mitéra

Arsenio found her and she offered him a dull greeting. The man did not mind. He couldn’t expect her to carry a chipper energy. He couldn’t fathom her pain. Though he had tried, the Arche did not know how she had suffered at the loss of her daughter. He hoped that he never would. Zosime and Zulema were intwined with his soul. Without them, he feared he would never be whole again.

Towhee offered him thanks. Arsenio watched her, quiet.

What could he say to her that would help ease this horrid pain? He feared there was nothing he might be able to offer. Perhaps this was his reason for visiting the girl’s grave. He poured his time into making it beautiful. If a child must rest beneath their home, Arsenio thought it only fitting that her place was marked with beauty.

I am afraid that I have not told you how important you are to me – to us. He thought of Tamar and their children. And I am sorry for that. For this.