The Truth

[MightyMott 48]

Azora Vildr had followed in Sindri’s footsteps packing and leaving the city. They sat and read the missive together. Quite disappointed in the outcome of it all. She thought highly of the High Keeper, but it seems their bond was now a distant memory. 

 

As her kin fled Willow stuck to her manor. It was what had become a true constant, allowing her refugee from a cold world. Where she felt most safe. The snow fell during the night just as any other, this time meeting with smoke. She was sure to leave letters for almost everyone, and hoped Kieran would find the children at the base of the steps. As the walls caved and crumbled so too did she.