Broken Antler Fen In a beautiful world

"Then let's go and see, if we can find something for Terance first," Wraen got to her feet, stretched and looked around, while her inner navigation device decided on the route they were going to take. Broken Antler Fen consisted of many sub-territories - there was the lakeside, there was the swampy area, flooded area, forest and fen itself. "It should be something that reflects his personality. I would vote for a tree, because he always aspired to fill in dad's shoes. He wanted to do great things in his life, he stood firmly on the ground, but his eyes were trained on the stars. A practical and pragmatic man, but a dreamer too," funny, how a moment ago she could not even shed a tear about his passing, not come up with a single memory. Now it came back to her giving the black and white photo with tattered edges some colour.

"And I think we should make it two trees - him and Sarah were inseparable as kids," she suggested, almost missing the last passage of Maia's speech. "Who?" she looked inquiringly at her sister.