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"It is not the same," Dwin replied softly, casting a sympathetic glance at Teya. Yes, she felt sad. But in a more pragmatic way. Bronco had been a man, who could have lived long and achieved more, and certainly the world could have done with more offspring of this brave, valiant and selfelss man. But life was not fair and it did not matter to it, which soul it reaped and which it let to live. 

She fell silent and pushed another rock in the water. It seemed she should say something along the lines of well-wishing, but telling a person, who is in the process of grieving that everything will be alright, when it really did not feel that way? And - frankly speaking - Dwin would be lying, if she suggested that. 

"You know - a while back I told @Frolic , that if you put a tooth in the ground a tooth tree will grow," she said with a smile. "Believe it or not - she believes that this applies to every thing we bury undreground," she went on. "I think that Bronco would find it very amusing, if the kid's faith proved true and he grew back as a Bronco-tree," Dwin smiled. "Mom says that "kid's believing stuff" is a very powerful thing."