Stone Circle You know it's heartbreak

In Bjarna’s absence, Skáld found himself seeking comfort in the presence and influence of Tauris. He latched on to the kindness she had shown him, knowing now that all who treated him well might some day disappear. Perhaps, he thought, if he simply stayed closer- followed those he loved around…They couldn’t wander off.

Somehow, he had managed to do the same thing- and he could only hope at this point that those who had missed him would forgive him, too, for being away.

He tracked Tauris’ scent which led toward a place which was simultaneously familiar and sad. And there, like a shadow of a memory, stood Sanja. 

He felt a pulse behind his eyes, and his limbs trembled. He recognized her but the stiffness in Tauris’ posture made him leery and unstable all the same. He’d dreamt of his mother many times- but only in half of them was she present. In the other half, she had turned and walked away whenever he had chased after her. 

Turned cowardly by anxiety, he panted lightly as he moved to Tauris’ side as though seeking shelter from a breeze. He uttered a soft whine- but couldn’t will himself to walk toward his mother for fear she might simply drift away.