Are
Her laugh gave him the ounce of strength and distraction needed to pull away from the abyss. It was far too tempting to dwell on the past, to relieve it in hopes that it would catch up eventually. Are had seen great women and men alike destroyed by grief and slowly torn to shreds behind steely facades.
With a soft imagined click he did what she'd wanted him to do. Push it away and keep going, the memories would always be there, but the present was fast escaping. He laughed with Roana. The thought of someone else equal parts laughable and worrying, what if there came a day when hope left. No, such thoughts where best left to the waking hours of the night.
"Oh, I don't do personable as you've seen." Are remarked and chuckled. "Took the only daughter of a blacksmith to set this pig-headed oaf right, you should've seen me before!" he said, the chuckle rising to a hearty laugh. "Both caring and fiery, but the worst was when she was quiet with that stern look on her face, oh the calm before the storm was always the worst."
With a soft imagined click he did what she'd wanted him to do. Push it away and keep going, the memories would always be there, but the present was fast escaping. He laughed with Roana. The thought of someone else equal parts laughable and worrying, what if there came a day when hope left. No, such thoughts where best left to the waking hours of the night.
"Oh, I don't do personable as you've seen." Are remarked and chuckled. "Took the only daughter of a blacksmith to set this pig-headed oaf right, you should've seen me before!" he said, the chuckle rising to a hearty laugh. "Both caring and fiery, but the worst was when she was quiet with that stern look on her face, oh the calm before the storm was always the worst."
