Raven's Watch flame-farewelled

Their separate despairs blended thread by thread into one sorrowful swathe, becoming yet another ribbon that tied them together. For eternity.

Her plea resonated through him like ripples on once-still water. I will, amya, he promised in his mother’s tongue. He embraced her quickly, once more, pulling away again to look into her mournful mirrorsea eyes. Though Kukutux was not his mother, right now he couldn’t tell the difference. He was not sure he was ever supposed to. I will.

He would never give up his search for Ariadne. He may stall in his hope, as he would find, but he would always find time to look for her wherever he went.

How do you do it? Fjall whispered, close to begging. How do you go on when the ones you love have left?