Firefly Glen Cry little sister, (thou shall not fall)

Sialuk smiled, though the storm that had come to Moonspear had been anything but divine. It had taken much of what she had grown to love as a child, and she felt her heart ache for her father, brother, aunts, uncles, and cousins who had gone to the dancing lights. The girl knew such things happened with reason, but it did not mean she had found that reason.

Her eyes flashed back to the crowd once more. Come, let us greet strange new faces. She wished to know many of the faces here, and there would be time for more meetings with Alaric in the coming days and months.