Out For A Stroll!

The thing that Cairo loved most about Valhalla was that it was filled with love. And the delicate and playful yips and squeals of children, they were perhaps the best proclamation of that. Even those conceived out of love were decorated in the most elegant of devotion. They were given evident truth and loving words. Cairo never wished to see a child fall, and honestly, he would never stand idle to witness such things. Head turned. lightly to the side, as he saw the small figure of a young child moving, of playing. Smiling, the lord moved, aiming to come before her, and hoping that his presence would not be rebuked. Surreal was a child of Erani, and he was quite fond of her entire litter. Of six. It was incredible, and he was more than happy that at long last the woman had finally found someone to love. She had found someone that cherished her. That truly could devote themselves to her. To see such perfect love, o, it was darling. Now, in his weakness, he had not been able to spend as much time with her children, or even with her, as he had once wished, but he prayed that, regardless of this, he would be forgiven and still trusted.

"Surreal," He called her name, allowing a nice smile to linger over him and encompass him in the warmth he wanted her to feel, "How are you. today?" He emitted his best traits, and honestly, wish the age that he had, had come a new sense of understanding. Cairo had become the complacent grandfather figure to post. The old man, bent on making everyone smile. Was that really such a bad way to go out? Knowing that everyone had witnessed smiles? Knowing that everyone was happy with the life they had led. He was happy with the life he had led, even with the imperfections and the deaths. Even with the successes and the failures. He had not made himself less of a man without seeking redemption, and it was something he could die thinking of. Though, truth be told, he knew in his final moments, he would recall anyone and everyone that he had ever loved.