Duck Lake an angel whispers my name

The weeks blended together. All that remained was them. Bound by nothing other than veiled hopelessness.

She, @Dehlilah, was in tow with him today.

Often times he'd leave her when going off on hunting ventures. Leave her for a day or so, and returned with what he could carry. The handful of times he felt generous to drag back something larger were enough to make up for it. It kept her alive in the least. She was left to come up with the rest.

Seeing himself as their sole provider, he thought it was well within his right to do as he pleased. He wanted her when he wanted her and that was that.

And she seemed to tolerate it.

However, today he knew there was a lake nearby filled with waterfowl. It would be more effort to carry his bearings back to her, and so, he instead would bring her to the meal.