Stone Circle The years weigh heavy and I'm not sure

Gunnar himself knew that the soul Bjarna carried was a rare one. A healing one. And he loved her for it, but he worried too. His mother had been a bit like that, but with just enough fire.

A sweet smile. That's good. Very good. I'm glad you're healing. Skald is a good boy. I forgot to tell you. He has seizures sometimes. So if that should happen just send someone to find me or howl. I'm never very far.

Gunnar looked her over with a fond smile and nudged her shoulder kindly. Thank you. I appreciate that.


And he put her words at the back of his mind. He would need to elevate somwone soon. She was a good candidate. But he had much to think on.