Northstar Vale Adelfí

The tension was freed from his stiff frame. The noise of the moving water was enough, enough to ease him out of the madness in his mind.

Zulema was proud of the work she had done. She claimed that she must be strong. Antigone eyed his sister with a dark blue stare. His tail waved, only slightly. The freedom from his mind was overwhelming, exhausting. The boy wanted to congratulate her. He didn’t have the words to form it, though. She had done him a favor and all he could do is watch her.

Thanks, he breathed out to the girl. Dad would say of course you are strong.

Antigone couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Their father was often too loud and too proud for his own good.