The past is dead and burried
The old Seeker places the flowers on the unmarked graves atop the cliff. There are  many children he has sired, and even his children have many children. Yet these were those from the woman who now stands with him. Though she is cold and unmoving, as much the armour as she is the parts of the person that remains. His voice is soft yet aged, "She must never know"
His partners only comment, was the scanning from the red light of her eye, and the other shed two tears, one for each of her grandchildren that lay in the ground.
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The old Seeker places the flowers on the unmarked graves atop the cliff. There are  many children he has sired, and even his children have many children. Yet these were those from the woman who now stands with him. Though she is cold and unmoving, as much the armour as she is the parts of the person that remains. His voice is soft yet aged, "She must never know"
His partners only comment, was the scanning from the red light of her eye, and the other shed two tears, one for each of her grandchildren that lay in the ground.
Char:Â [Nebula Stardancer] Â FC: [East Eerie Trading Co]
Link Shells: [Hugs & Cakes] Â [Witches' Wyrd Web]
