Dragoncrest Cliffs when it's time to get ill, we'll be so ahead of time --

how do they grow so fast? val turned to @Mireille one day, watching as sobeille hollered after one of her siblings. it seemed only yesterday they were these scarcely personable little blobs -- and now, they ran sapphique with their loud screams and cheery voices.

it made him think of time and the passage of it. not so long ago, @Sobo had stood proud while erzulie anointed him in a garland of red.

not so long ago, a bear had come through ankyra and rendered it.

and not so long ago, he himself had been a small thing left on rosalyn and erzulie's doorstep.

these thoughts made him unusually cheerless. he wondered how long it would be until one of his children buried him as he'd done to rosalyn -- how long before their story ended, and another story rose and began?

he looked upon mireille; she was sapphique embodied. but he realized, shamefully, he'd not truly known what stirred below her emerald gaze as of late. how have you been holding up?