GOT AN ANGEL ON MY SHOULDER
But the devil always won...
Harbringr worked his way south, enjoying the cooler weather now that the sun had set. Clouds moved in casting the night in an even deeper darkness but he wasn't bothered… at least by the dark. What had been bothering him was his wife's sudden silence since his arrival in these new lands. Was she displeased with him? He didn't think so. It was partly at her urging that he'd sought these new lands, that he'd sought to reconnect with his siblings. So why was she not speaking to him now? Hari sighed. "Oh Costanza… why do you torture me so. Have I displeased you my love?," he whispered. "Or is there something here that you struggle to break through?"
He sat down and sighed wonder if there was some ritual he needed to perform. If only he could find his siblings. Where would they have gone? His ears twitched as he heard movement but at first he could not see anything. "Hello? Is someone there?"
