Firefly Glen young folks

she laid options before him, each considered carefully as they continued to press through the grotto's muck. they knew mountains for they'd bloomed upon one. the thought of the desert for a pair of new travelers was perhaps a bit much to swallow. "how about the sea?" he suggested with a glance to read his sister's thoughts.

the northland was home to much of their extended family, and should they cross any during their excursion away from the spear, they could play off that's all this was. they were off on a stroll to explore the countryside — this was all any questioning relatives would need to know.

the last time he'd been to the ocean it had left a bitter taste in his mouth. the journey there and back again had been one of loss for all involved. but they were older now, and perhaps the sea would not mark a sour stain any longer, but symbol the beginning of a new chapter.