Hoshor Plains The river sang and we wept in cerulean tears.

she came on silent steps.

for now the boys were in the care of @Meadow and @Reyson and @Zulema.

three children with her. two gone. tamar arrived to stand before towhee with a small smile that did not touch her eyes; the morphe had been called and she felt as though she knew what this must be.

but for now she was quiet.