Whitebark Stream somnus

the child's tongue impediment reminded germanicus of the brother that had not long lived into his first year. a stutter had plagued tiberius, but it had not dampened his way of things.

opting not to mention it, germanicus gave a solemn nod. "good. do you know that water makes the flowers grow?" a pause. "i am germanicus," he told alsek, though he suspected it would be a more difficult collection of syllables. "you may call me germa."