Larksong Grotto joyland

In another life, perhaps some parallel universe similar to the one in which they inhabited, the painful sting of lost love was an unknown emotion to either party. Perhaps the faith had never swept though Larksong and they settled together in a tiny grotto, sheltered from the stormy world outside. Maybe they started a family. Loved each other day and night. Were happy with themselves and each other. Perhaps their hearts were full love and joy. Maybe the struggles were small were small, but livable. A life of dreams.

And dreams only they would be. But for now, Hiram held this pleasant waking dream close to his heart as he fell into silence with Vuk at his side.