everything I let go
The mere thought of ginger cake had the boy’s mind in rapture – so once Deimos had him settled on a seat surrounded by Amhran and his father – the youth was eager to lean in towards his older sibling’s shared partakings. “Oooh, I got some pop rocks and those little volcano cakes!” Of which he’d be happy to extend and split too, in a varied allocation and bestowal of a variety of foods to keep them occupied before any true festivities occurred.
When Iskra called out, mostly to Amhran, the youth responded anyway. “Hi!” around a mouth-full of warm chocolate and a wave of his fork, friendly and amiable; relatively corralled until the festivities began.
When Iskra called out, mostly to Amhran, the youth responded anyway. “Hi!” around a mouth-full of warm chocolate and a wave of his fork, friendly and amiable; relatively corralled until the festivities began.
Erebos
has claw marks on it
