Firefly Glen ^__________________^

Rowyn sort of had to work on his delivery. Was he particularly bothered by Ash's death. Absolutely. At night. In darkness. But he had tried so hard not to let it define him. That it had anyway. But he would never be weak again.

It was. It is. Especially seeing it, but I refuse to let it define any more of my life. I've given enough of my heads pace to tragedy.

He titled his ear. A den with a girl. A pretty girl. He thought of finch who he had also shared a den with. Did that mean something? Or just that they needed a place. He decided on the latter. Refusing to give head to crazy thoughts. 

Si. I mean uh yes.