Firefly Glen young folks

he knew of the path stretched before him in expectation to become a man — but it was not a path of his choosing. it was the way things were to be, but he did not wish it! and so when maggak came to him with whispered songs of leaving, he did not think twice before hurriedly following after. 

she could have asked him to follow her off the cliffs of moonspear to the fiery pits of hell, and acrux would have done so with the loyalty of a blind man. he would have jumped from the summit to the swallowing earth below if she'd done so first. he adored his family, respected his mothers, doted on the babes he now called siblings, but there would always be one above the others — there would always be maggak. 

he could not think of a time torn away from her that would not bring heartbreak, but perhaps now he did not have to worry over such thoughts. he brushed alongside her as the pair of them slinked through the glen, the small lanterns hovering above offering the only illumination amongst the bog and thicket. "where will we go?" he asked with a cautious step taken to the side. neither of them had explored much of the land beyond their home, but he did not think it such a frightening prospect with his sister by his side.