Stone Circle See me, see you

Sven grinned again. Steel eyes snapping with good humor, despite their heavy edge. He would always miss his fadir. So would hia siblings. But he would not want them to always be sad. Death was or should be celebrated. At least Sven felt so, especially such a large age. It was amazing how only a few weeks in aging changed your perspective as you learned.

Yes, but only if we race at the end. I am pretty sure I can beat you.

A smile in challenge a small puffing of chest.