Northstar Vale Alérotos

tamar felt her stomach settling.

antigone stared at her with his usual measuring intensity. her son wore eyes that were older than him, she felt. the gaze of an ancestral strength.

she smiled gently at him, as if to reassure the boy once more. he was not moved from his worry and would expect an answer. "i did not eat anything bad, i do not think."

tamar gestured that they should walk away; she did not want to stand near those trees. "what have you been doing today, antigone?"