Stone Circle Sleep, pretty darlin’

Gunnar knew that it would peak his interest. Glad he could share something of his mother with the boy. A child that very well could be his own flesh and blood, but was not loved any less if he weren't.


Gunnar chuckled. I'm glad some of the knowledge from my mother wasn't lost. I wish i could share more, but i unfortunately didn't pay as close attention to the lessons as I should have.

A frown marred his greying face. He should have paid better attention. He could have taught more. Instead he could only share spare bits and pieces that he wasn't sure would help or not.