LOREN
As the luxere cried out in pain, Loren glanced over at it. His eyes tightened in sympathy. So he shifted his efforts with his water from the Mathair to himself. Covering himself with cold water until he was hopefully dripping, he ran forward, heedless of the flames all around. His goal was the luxere itself.
As he ran we called out. "It's okay! We're going to help you." If he was able to approach, he'd skid to a halt. Then he would bend down to try and scoop it up. If successful, he would move as far away from the Mathair as he could manage with the luxere in his arms.
Loren covers himself with cold water, then tries to scoop up the luxere and move it away from the Mathair.
As he ran we called out. "It's okay! We're going to help you." If he was able to approach, he'd skid to a halt. Then he would bend down to try and scoop it up. If successful, he would move as far away from the Mathair as he could manage with the luxere in his arms.
Loren covers himself with cold water, then tries to scoop up the luxere and move it away from the Mathair.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
