Arrow Lake Into nothing at all

leadership suited reyson. it was why germanicus had wished this for him in mereo, why the ambition to have so skilled a soldier at his side at last blinded him to his own selfishness as imperator.

and he was that no longer.

a lost boy. arsenio must feel pain, the eagle mused, and found he found no pleasure in it now that they had both experienced the avoidance of half-grown sons.

meadow, growing with new life. a spearpoint through his heart now to think he done such wrong he might have jeopardized so rightful a future for meadow.

a laceration, bleeding the truth that he could never in a millennium been attentive to the gentle woman in the wat she had deserved.

"there was a connection," the eagle said at last in hoarsened voice, "but all what followed was due to my own arrogance, reyson. i do not deserve your forgiveness."