Dragoncrest Cliffs bonders' enclave

peaceful meals were not a given; not in this life. val shared a sympathetic smile to his aureate uncle.

it would be nice if life got easier the older you got. but val felt it was the inverse: every hurdle had another hill, another hurdle, another obstacle, another barrier. and you did not get younger each time you vaulted over them.

he supposed that eventually, life just wore you out.

i understand. he confirmed with a sigh, thinking of all the missing daughters sapphique had raised. he hoped each of them were pursuing life as they envisioned it. your daughters are strong. but if they are like us, they wander. perhaps they need a little life experience before they come back to their father that they've worn to exhaustion.