Stone Circle Because you are the only one for me and to you I am one of many

backdated to Jan 20 @Arlette

Nearly two weeks passed since his arrival there and Alexander was still worse for wear. Whilst his fever broke and he was able to eat regularly again, the wounds left untreated refused to heal; it was his own doing, he knew, but there were some things in life more difficult to get past than others. Any herbal recommendations or offerings made by others were refused, the northerner insistent that everything would heal well enough on its own—all he needed was a little more time. But that time taken, the prolonged healing, resulted in him confining himself to the den his sister left him in. And it was just outside that den, body still partially within whilst his frontal half hung out the opening, that his niece would find him that day; thin still, several of the lacerations scattering his side oozing.