The Lost Islands
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Hushed be all water

Seeing Mhidas grow up on Salem was a dream. He was growing handsomely with his golden coat shinning bright in the sunlight. What was even brighter was the smile on the colt's face as he laughs and enjoys the company of his mother. She always loved this age where their parents were all they needed. Each of her sons went through it though some grew up faster than others.

It would be a matter of time when things would change for Mhidas. She just hoped some of it invovled him staying close to home. She smiles brightly at her child as he exclaims he was doing good. He then gestures towards a spot he had been playing while explaining what he found. "Oh, really?" She says with a raise or an imagery brow. "There are such cool creatures here aren't there?" It was good to see Mhidas play. His curiosity was cute, but also scary.

Her smile begins to fade as her son's expression suddenly changes. Vána watches him closely as his question twists her gut. She nods though she is silent at first. Her eyes raise away from her golden son as she looks across the Dunes. "I think he is fine. He has his big brother Thranduil watching over him." It was true in a sense. Warg had gone from the Dunes to follow Thranduil after hearing her tell stories about his brother. He had been too young when he left, at least in her eyes.

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