Stone Circle How lucky you are to be so unlucky

Protection seemed more her lot than caregiving. A guardian... will you teach me? Sól sat down and fixed an intense look on Gunnar, as if she might extract the knowledge from him with the force of her laser vision. If she could have done exactly that, she would have.
Guardian. Perhaps if she had been able to protect Bjarna, she would not have left. It was too late now, but maybe this way, Sól could ensure it would not happen again.