Moonspear the fire within

He knew the mountain and a bit into the valleys at their foot, but what his father pointed out to him on a distant horizon was well beyond his reaches so only barely did he have any idea of what he was even looking at. Jarilo just squinted quizzically into the direction of this Stavanger Bay--his father's birthplace--so the boy would try to commit this to memory, especially if he ever wanted to see it for himself. "What's a Stavanger? Is a bay a kind of coastline?" he asked, eyes darting to his father, then to his sister to see how she was dealing with his long wandering lists of questions that he did not even entirely know how to phrase only knowing about so many different types of landscape features--not necessarily coastal ones, though.

When Vela didn't look like this was the worst thing she could be doing, he pressed on with another question that did come to mind when he saw the distance between here and presumably there. "Does it take long to get there?"