Stone Circle revenio

"because i have ruined most of what i have touched."

his inability, the touch of a woman's heart.

his unsurety, her pain to bear.

his betrayal, born in another land.

"my son and i were estranged until he was injured. i destroyed my second marriage for the one i love."

voice paced; careful; the melancholia drifting in sunmotes to the curious eyes and the unjudging tone: a soldier removing his worn helmet in the presence of a noble.

"i keep to ranging for it is what i know, and where my skills lie." not in fatherhood. not in marital bond. 

it would be easier perhaps, to die, to spare crowfeather the hunger in the eagle's heart that was never filled.