Broken Boulder finsternis [bwp]

thade came close and mahler breathed a sigh of relief. pain flitted through his expression as the boy began to speak, and the gargoyle realized how greatly broken the fractures over their surface had deepened. wylla departed and he choosing to leave as well — he appreciated the heaviness of his boy's words with a somber nod.
"i vent to visit elke and ciri, before the snows came," he explained softly, gingerly. neither wylla nor phaedra, silk ribbon around the edge of rivenwood, welcomed the sound of such names. but thade knew of them even less it seemed, and now he had come back to a place where they were not, and perhaps would never be.
"it is not your fault that she left," mahler attempted, pulling the tall young wolf closer. "and she vill come back."
she only needs time
time, the brute mistress of the shadowpriest's eternal misery.
he drew back, studied thade's distressed features. "after the vinter, vould you like to go vith your mother?"