Moonspear half light, half heart

Don’t worry.

Everything will be okay.

These were the phrases Njord dared not utter. It was difficult to refrain from reassurance because everything was not okay. Rodyn’s, and many others, lives had been irrevocably changed by Samani’s loss and no amount of platitudes would change that. How Njord wished he could take away all the pain and sorrow from his friend!

He was grateful, at least, that Rodyn shared his thoughts and did not steele his heart. Njord’s instinct was to offer solutions – try to fix things – but, from past experience, he felt this would not help console the man.

When Rodyn leaned into him, Njord squeezed a little tighter and listened. “Ye knew your wife in a way no one else did,” he said without uttering her name - for Njord knew it to be the Nuiruk way. “Ye held one another’s hearts in true love… an’ I honor that. Ye ken a loss in a way no one else can imagine.” He wanted his friend to know that it was okay to own his grief. To be selfish in this moment.

And his sons… Njord knew, in his heart, that Rodyn would be an amazing father no matter the circumstance. “Village Moonspear will help you whenever ye desire it,” he promised. “Ye need not be doin’ anythin’ alone.”