Stone Circle Hey, hope this call didn't wake you

It’s a crunch of leaf she hears first but no move is made in answer, not until a low voice exhorts her from the deep shadows of Tréheim.

“Vale,” comes a hushed reply as her eyes adjust over her friend. Tauris may have held onto a thousand emotions, but all that she truly felt was nothing at all, and so like a ghost she flickers in and out of actuality within Vale’s presence.

“His children,” she takes a faint step, “I don't know what to tell his children.” Her silver eyes cling to Vale's, glimmering with something like fear.