the things we hold are always the first to go
It hadn’t been with mockery or with malice that he had asked the question; more a gentle nudge, a celebration of the fact that Amalia had found someone with whom she could find happiness against all odds. It was true that the Hollowed Grounds were not kind, nor an ideal environment to raise a family. Would Ronin have planned Aoife had he the foresight? Probably not. But the gods had blessed him with his daughter before falling into Caido, and now she was all that remained of the osprey he had loved so fiercely.
“Message received, loud and clear.” His smile faded somewhat, the opportunity lost, the door closed. Around them the night stretched long and strange, and unbeknownst to the Fallen Star, it wouldn’t be long until it all went up in smoke, finished by the hand of the man at his side.
~FIN
“Message received, loud and clear.” His smile faded somewhat, the opportunity lost, the door closed. Around them the night stretched long and strange, and unbeknownst to the Fallen Star, it wouldn’t be long until it all went up in smoke, finished by the hand of the man at his side.
~FIN
