Toleranth
(we may need them......)
Efa rested on her side watching the waves try and get close enough to touch her, the sand was warm, and it made things a little better. It was getting harder to move without wanting to just scream in pain, everything just hurt, hurt so much she skipped eating this morning, and probably will skip eating later as well.
She wanted to travel back to the forests, but that was out of the question now. She would never make it with this much pain, her children had left to go find some cure, and Efa hoped they would find it. Part of her just wished for it to end, she wondered what her husband was doing
Her ears flickered and she turned her head to look back at the den. She imagined the last time her husband was here, and the seemingly better mood Liam was in the rest of that evening. The memories hurt to think about, the pain she would cause when she did die, and the greatest hurt would be to her beloved husband when he came ashore only to find a marker.
Efa rested on her side watching the waves try and get close enough to touch her, the sand was warm, and it made things a little better. It was getting harder to move without wanting to just scream in pain, everything just hurt, hurt so much she skipped eating this morning, and probably will skip eating later as well.
She wanted to travel back to the forests, but that was out of the question now. She would never make it with this much pain, her children had left to go find some cure, and Efa hoped they would find it. Part of her just wished for it to end, she wondered what her husband was doing
Her ears flickered and she turned her head to look back at the den. She imagined the last time her husband was here, and the seemingly better mood Liam was in the rest of that evening. The memories hurt to think about, the pain she would cause when she did die, and the greatest hurt would be to her beloved husband when he came ashore only to find a marker.
After a few months of travel Liam turned westward to the coastline, and began his adventure home. He was anxious to see his mother Efa again, and he had found another possible cure, and a lovely scarf he knew his mother would adore.
He made his way across the meadow to the massive oak tree that had sheltered the hill containing the den he had grew up in; a sight that proved he was home. galloping the rest of the way he peeked into the den to find it empty, 'Hmm, Must be down by the beach?' he mumbled to himself as he turned around and trotted to the beach.
Slowing his step, he tiptoed up to his mother lying there, and slipped the silk scarf from the satchel a little indian girl had made for him.
"It's been a while..." Liam stated as he draped the scarf around her.
