Ocean's Breath Plateau just got to see me through another day

chagak. he was grandchild of his heart, if not by blood. dutch had claimed love to marina, and so only the gods knew who had sired this near-yearling. 

but it didn't matter. aditya turned and smiled at the young man, nodding at his side for the other to sit.

life and death, he admitted, though it may seem morbid to chagak's ears. mortality was so much easier dealt with in the twilight years, versus the prime of life. and time gone by.

he looked upon the silver face, hawkish eyes still sharp despite age. what are you thinking of, bachcha? he asked.