For the Journey Ahead

Luka

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade

The door opens, but only one set of footsteps echo from the entryway. Readjusting Soleil on his back, Luka closes the door and toes off his boots in an impressive display of coordination if he says so himself. Deeming Soleil’s own boots and both their coats a lost cause, he goes striding into the house, greeting his father’s companions with a little smile until he hunts down their dad at the table.

Turning, he shows off Soleil on his back with a little grin. “Had a great hunt today. Bagged a big one.” He bounces her slightly, enough to make her curls bounce and to earn a small laugh before he sets her down so she can explain and say her hellos. Hanging back because he knows what’s coming (and had been surprised early when picking her up from the skyport) Luka crosses his arms with a secretive little smile as he waits for their dad’s reaction.

And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid