Blacktail Deer Plateau tuviatchiak

Fading! :> They're so cute aaah.

To think — all he had needed to do was kill someone, and he could have a moment like this.

It was a far cry different from what Mahler had promised him. What he had expected to inherit from his mother, maybe, had he stayed within his village. Different from what those of Tartok were oft meant to pursue — this understated moment of understanding.

It was not war, or blood, or the conquest of nations. It was only the attention of a sad, lonely girl; but somehow it was more important than everything else.