Oak Tree Bend In that pathless place

The only thing keeping me alive

Triell stood no longer wanting to move, feeling the heat of the sun soaking in his coarse hair. All worries big and small seemed to pull at him. Could they could defeat this enemy? If so, what would they lose? Would Darrah come to terms with Nayeli's return? Would Sceral's where abouts may come to light? Would Zera stay when she got older? Who would take his place when the time again? It was endless the array of queries, and struggles that paid him torment. Now, he detected her drawing near him, and they silenced. Gently, lifted his sight, feeling he was certain what she was really saying. He felt far from ready, but that was more his brain not his heart. His rampant heart wanted to assure her of his love. Take another step back together.

If only, was his terrible knee-jerk thought. Dark eyelids fluttered, and his chin raised in a snap to hold her silver eyes. The ones that held him captive, and reassured him. Though doubt heavily remained, he did not object nor give it any more voice. This was only about them, and nothing else should matter. The Tainn choked the wicked voice into silence, and swept closer, briefly pressing his cheek to her chest, then brushed his black nose under her jaw. She was his spark of hope, his own light in the dark. They did not need anything else taken from them. A future to look forward to would help keep his eyes, and heart up. A deep whine, he meet her eyes to confirm his answer.

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are you with me through it all?