Innocence is burned in flame (herd) Posted on February 6, 2022 at 09:32:16 PM by Bjorn
The aging Inlet king stands idled beneath the protective boughs of the dark evergreen. Glacial blue eyes stoically stare into the early morning sky. Pale pinks and soft blues paint themselves gently above the vast dark oceans creating waves. Winters frigid grasp melts from the shores, the creeks gurgle to life once more and the tender shoots of grass push themselves from their dark slumber. Promise fills the still air and breathes new life into a once frozen land.
His breath curls and dances around his nostrils and evaporates into the brisk morning air. The Inlet has grown quiet, but he knows that soon it will also breathe to life the family who has quietly milled around. Survival took its toll on those who reside within these shores - constantly a wary eye is kept on the children - while also foraging through knee deep snow drifts.
His lips part and a low rumble reverberates through the still air. He calls them all, from his Tigerlilly to Siobhan, Sigurdr and N.asa, the children. Each of them he called to his side. He could feel the changes in the air, and now he wishes each of them to air their desires for what they wanted to future to hold. Replies: