Northstar Vale Thysía

I beg of you to let me know when I’m making too many threads for you… because I don’t want to be overwhelming. *bows submissively to your astounding grace and patience for me, a gremlin* <3

It had been days of hunting the woods and the mountains. He had pushed himself to the canyon, expecting that Antigone might seek somewhere that would be close to home but far enough away to feel a sense of freedom.

Mereo was gone, though. He had stood at the edge of the land with a pensive stare at the familiar paths. The scents were faded. The grounds did not appear to have been patrolled. Arsenio had walked through his memory of the canyon until he had found the den where he and Tamar had lived. There was nobody there. The outpost was nothing but a series of bittersweet memories.

The redstone man stepped into Tamar’s den in the vale and heaved a tired sigh.

I do not know where he has gone, Tamar, the father croaked wearily.