Sleepy Fox Hollow Lilac and gooseberries.

"are you?" mahler murmured in a controlled blurt, neither seeking to control his words nor wishing them to truly fall. were any of the diasporans 'fine?' could they be such with the land churning beneath them and their children beginning to starve? he did not know if that sort of thing was indeed possible at this time.
"i vish that i had not left the sea,"  mahler murmured after a moment. how he had not recognized nyx before, he did not know; the last he had seen the woman, she had been swelled with children. the shadowpriest himself had existed outside the realm of grimnismal; he knew not her shameful secret, nor what had become of those the bear had scattered.