Stone Circle Not the first not the last

Gunnar didn't move from his position. He held her, as tightly as he could. Stalwart as always. He knew his bones would ache, and he would grow tired, but the thought of releasing her was to unpleasant to bear.

You are most welcome. He spoke softly with a smile.

Gunnar had seen many shiftings and changings throughout his life, but family whether found or blood was always there. You didn't always have the blood ties that some did. Sometimes you simply had the love you carried. As it had been with his father and his mother, and as he tried to share.

Just love.