Silverlight Terrace Everything the Light touches

i couldn't resist and he needs to post anyway. I hope thats okay? 

Alaric moved through the moonspear quiet. His impish ways quiet, though they still burned. But even he knew when to behave. There was a heavy shroud of sadness.  And there should be, for it was always worse when it was a child or a mother. Innocence and love incarnate or supposed to be. And 8n this case were.

He had pushed past the border, green eyes lit with the light of the day. He hummed a quiet melody a song of loss. But aongs were where he found solace.

He traveled towards the terrace from a place of difficulty, because as always what was life without a challenge. And his gaze came upon a young man colored in shadow and light.

He quieted his song and chuffed before he landed in front of the boy.