Starglow Basin Didn't think I'd see the rest of the year

these brothers inspire a sense of longing in soto, for they remind him of his own brother. how juarez had always been the bold one. the one with brio. the face of their operation and the voice of their pack.

and like kemal soto had always hung behind; slow to move after his brother, who bounced from thing to thing like a grasshopper where soto was the careful beetle; moving undetected through the grasses with one eye ever pinned skyward.

they come to the arid expanse of luneshale and soto turns to them both.

to arslan, the lion who had left once already and therefore, owed more than his brother: find fiamma, she will have work for you. the acerbic-tongued she-wolf had earned soto's esteem, and he was confident arslan would be put to work.

to the silent goliath. follow me. they would mark luneshale's perimeters in tandem, making it known to all that verapaz claimed this desolate stretch of land.