Break It & Burn

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Eyes carried over each of his family members, hungry gaze lingering longer on his sister than anything else. Her discomfort was obvious, but he would not make her endure the trials for long. "Children," he beckoned them to come, and it would not be so long after that the familiar corpse of his sister would wind forward and immediately his eyes would snap onto her, his gaze locking onto her. Her eyes would carry across each of the children, something akin to curiosity crawling into them, and as she spoke he would clear his throat, "The are ours," he said waving his chin over Eos. He would need to make it clear his wife was not to be bothered. He would do that in time, "We've come to join. I want the children to learn their roots, when they are old enough to where they can care for themselves, Eos will make the call for our lives," He didn't know where else he would want to go, but simplicity was the best policy for the day.

"Speech!".