Firefly Glen like a soft melody

The winter had been pockmarked with problems, but it was the loss of his brothers that seemed to deliver the worst of blows to him. Always, they were the bonds most important--the motivators in his life, and security at his side. He was never as quite as strong as Atlas, or as charmingly charismatic as Osiris, but it was these differences that honed him, and together he had known they were a force to be terribly proud of. It had always kept him keen in so many ways.. they had been his lifelines, and now without them, he faltered.

Ultimately, he still agreed with her, though he was wary of an offer to say more just because of his nature. He licked his teeth, debating this. Mm, it has been a lot to lose them both so close together--though at least we haven't had to make Atlas a grave, yet, I suppose, he tried to find an edge in this. Not that any part of him expected his dark brother to reappear any time soon. Based on the details he had gathered from Meerkat especially, it sounded bad. Strange to picture my future without them now, suddenly. Rethinking everything was not the plan, he spoke quietly and low, then set his head down on his forelimbs with a soft huff. He was learning how to cope with this still. But it is what it is, in the end. He was here, still forging a path in this life, and they were not.