I carried my own ashes to the mountains
He had a feeling if he asked about preferences, types, and hues of flowers it’d be a similar answer of the unknown – so he left that for the Evergreen and Harpy to sort out later. It was enough to know Kiada was willing to let Evie conduct the growth and creation on that front.
Continuing to pull at the sap so it maintained a steady drip into the jar, his eyes went back to her, and a long, low sigh careened through his lungs, ending in a familiar warm puff of air. “Had a dream, and so did several others, about Starfall.” And ordinarily, it may not have been an issue; nightmares weren’t infrequent given the lives he’d led. “Seemed to be more Family members contained within crystals. Maybe incubating. And something large similar to Vi, Mort, and Rae. Just expanding.” Growing, enlarging, taking the time to potentially decimate them. Then there was Ronin’s recent letter to contend with – and even though he’d presumed it was coming, it still gnarled its way into his bones; the familiar ache and burden of dread.
Continuing to pull at the sap so it maintained a steady drip into the jar, his eyes went back to her, and a long, low sigh careened through his lungs, ending in a familiar warm puff of air. “Had a dream, and so did several others, about Starfall.” And ordinarily, it may not have been an issue; nightmares weren’t infrequent given the lives he’d led. “Seemed to be more Family members contained within crystals. Maybe incubating. And something large similar to Vi, Mort, and Rae. Just expanding.” Growing, enlarging, taking the time to potentially decimate them. Then there was Ronin’s recent letter to contend with – and even though he’d presumed it was coming, it still gnarled its way into his bones; the familiar ache and burden of dread.
DEIMOS
