Stone Circle Rage and Grief beset

Gunnar had not moved far. He had stayed to listen. His body creaking and protesting as he finally stood to his feet. He teetered for amoment, but he offered her a warm smile. The stiffness of his limbs the only reason for his poor movement.

Will he live at least? I tried my best. I gave him medicine for fever and staunched some of teh blood, but I am not the healer my mother was.

He looked down regretful that he couldn't do more. Sad that he had been unable to help as much as he had wanted. Anxious that he had not learned more when his mother had been alive and willing to teach.