)=( Her fire fades away )=(

[mateolog 1623]

 

Baldin “Ironside” Frostbeard leans on top of a mountain alone staring at a freshly made grave. Tears flow from his one good eye as he remembers the memories he has had with his eldest daughter Haddi. Baldin looks at the grown as his hands shake in shame.
“My child...I do not remember the last 100 years of my life, now I came because I heard of your death. I came to say goodbye to you as I could not be with you when you died. I know I have not been a good father to you my child...I have ignored your existence after the death of your brother and allowed rage to take over my life. In time I forgot you and I are different, and that the time the gods gave you to live in this world was different to mine. Now you, your brother, and your mother all rest...it saddens me that we will not meet again as my soul is to be sent to the Halls of the dead for bidding...Tell your mother and brother I love them...If I could of given years of my dwarven life to you I would of. Rest now my dear Haddi.”

Baldin would stand placing a wooden toy horse on the grave and walking away.

 

 

 

Haddi Frostbeard

1467-1700