Blackfeather Woods People built churches for you, and fought wars in your name, and you did nothing.

He hadn’t expected her to arrive, but then again didn’t find her visit at all surprising. Her breathlessness, and the demanding tone of her voice gave way to the worry. But what had happened? Everything! Everything had happened. So much had changed, and Sia could hardly recognize the people they had once been.

“Who are we Takiyok?” He didn’t want to scare her, so turned his head to look at her. Memories still crisp in his eyes. “What happened to us?” The question was genuine. What happened to the confident, excited, exuberant adolescents from the good old days. Leaving their father was supposed to be a good thing, yet Sia’s most fond memories stemmed from his time away from the Teekon’s.

He supposed what he really wanted to know was, “Did we make the right decision to leave? They had left for Tomkin, but where was he now. They arrived here for Shivali, yet where was she now? They stayed for her children, yet where were they now? “What was the point of all this heartache?