Moonspear The painful tears of goodbye

There was much to prepare and do before they would sing, and most of which would be handled by Kukutux. She was thankful for this; her mother’s guiding light was needed in these dark hours.

Ariadne remained silent as they traveled, staying mindful of the children and their father who openly wept. Her grief was different—she hadn't known Samani like he had—but similar in some ways. They both loved the moonwoman deeply and had lost a part of themselves.

Her tears ebbed and flowed like the sea—her cries and wails coming and going as she went through the motions that were nessecary to get them to Moonspear safely.

When they made it to Moonspear, they were greeted by a rugged man whose intuition served him well. She dipped her head, sniffling and shedding a few tears as she silently thanked him, and followed.

These weren’t the gifts that Ariadne wanted to bring to Sialuk’s hearth—but given the circumstances, this was all she could offer.