Firefly Glen Lard he comin'!

He enjoyed each of them, happy to be surrounded by youth even as they romped around him. Even as his old bones arched with a tiredness that came far easier these days. 

Watching them scamper off until they became out of view, Aiolos directed his attention back to the young mother. 

Life has been hard, lately. He admits, his lips pulling to a frown. With Ariadne's death, Surely she had known, by word of Kigipigak. It is a second young daughter we have lost, to watch our grandchildren grow without their mothers. Now Vaire too was sick. The grandparents took care of their grandchildren, but it should not be this way. 

You and Kivaluk have done wonderful. Motherhood suits you well. She was healthy, alive. That alone seemed quite an accomplishment now.