Herbalists' Cache a mad thought

she spoke of not leaving him; sun eater glanced in some sentiment but did not speak upon this.

the future.

he held them; lay close with her, warmth mingling to ensure their children felt no cold. he shielded the children at her side, unable to keep from looking toward the perfection of their tiny existences.

"ask," the chieftain asked. his heart was full with this moment, parts of its roughened surface opening to soft rose light for the first time.