Sleepy Fox Hollow Paradise does bleed

The white-headed boy listened as his brother recounted his time spent away from home. It twisted Emmerich’s stomach to think of Anselm in the cold, unable to hunt larger prey. If he looked closely at the stone-colored figure, he might have thought that he hadn’t eaten much in a long time. Anselm was thin and wiry in his frame. He’d been unraveled by the world outside of their home.

But he had returned.

It vas the same. Quiet, mostly. Isa and I vere- Emmerich didn’t know how to tell his brother that he had struck a rivalry with their sister. He wasn’t sure how he could word it without being stricken with sadness at her disappearance. Whatever the girl was doing, he hoped that she was safe.

Anselm, Emmerich glanced back to his brother as he closed in on the rabbit cache. You vill stay now, yes? You are not leaving again?