Moonsong Glacier isha

the older he grew, the more sleep evaded him.

aditya would usually not be comfortable upon this icy land—but it was incredible what the body could withstand when the mind was firm. his son was here; his son had taken his destiny into his paws.

adi would deal with wind and snow and bitter cold to not let arjun down again.

and even still. . .  the old man meditated upon a stout holly bush at the edge of the territory, bathed in moonlight. the plant survived here; why couldn't he? the berries within the dark green mass were as bright as the stars in the heavens.

he raised one hind leg and sprayed upon the brush, mixing his scent with the rest of the morningsong wolves.

while he was here, he would set himself to work. and while he was at work in the service of his son, he would be content.

ॐ पूर्णमदः पूर्णमिदम् पूर्णात् पूर्णमुदच्यते |
पूर्णस्य पूर्णमादाय पूर्णमेवावशिष्यते ||