Missing and Missed

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own "The world of the dead? Such things are too fantastical for you, aren't they Roana?" Brahm would sound just as he always had, and if and when Roana glanced up it would be to see him in the flesh (as far as she knew), sitting on the steps of the altar, his elbows braced on his knees. Flashing her a smile, and gazing over her as if to drink in her appearance and memorise it always, he rose to his feet, broad frame seeming to fill the space in much more than just a physical way. "You were looking for me, then?" His smile was lopsided, as if to say: ha. That means you missed me.