So this is goodbye

Brandr headed toward the borders of Celestial, a number of thoughts weighing heavily on his mind. His children were almost yearlings and with each day they were growing older and bolder. He'd talked with Corentine about their ambitions to begin life as a truly nomadic group. To live the lives their ancestors had held so closely. The news about Sparrow had hit him hard but so had the relief that Abaven had been freed from the rule of the Abraxas and so he felt he could finally let go of Boreas.

Leaping gracefully over the wall he was surprised to see Gwenevere not far off. "Lady Gwenevere, may I have a moment?"