Noctisardor Bypass platinum edition

It had been nearly three weeks since Kaertok had set foot in the bypass. Surely others had noticed his absence, but it wouldn't be any cause for alarm. On the journey home, he thought of Raleska and her children. The former far more than the latter. They had nearly killed her, and they were not his, so he did not develop an attachment to them. He hadn't asked Raleska about them in that way. Kaertok had been far more concerned with her physical well being.

Weary from the time spent caring for her, he made his way to a central clearing and stretched himself out under the overcast sky. It wasn't too hot or too cold, and it seemed like as good a time as any to squeeze in a nap before something pulled him away.