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Acere

Seasons had passed. Acere was getting older...much too old. He knew that. Since the altercation with his nephew and the whole ordeal with the pack, he had left the Northlands, and his daughter had remained by his side ever since. Something in both of them had broken for a while, but now that he had managed to build her back up and restore her confidence, he could feel his time slipping away. He had held on as long as he possibly could to make sure she would be alright...and he was confident that she was. He had taught her all he could. Done his best to pass on his knowledge, the confidence she needed, and everything else she'd need to thrive. He wished his other children had stuck around, but he had no control over where they would go in life. Perhaps it was better that way, he knew they would thrive, too.

The half-blind king made his way to one of his favorite places in the land...the lake that always had thousands of fireflies dancing upon its surface. The sun was setting behind him, and as he made his way to the lakeshore, his companions walked beside him in silence and his daughter walked behind him. The old king dipped his head to drink, and shortly after he slowly slipped to the ground with a heavy sigh, his bones tired and his body deciding this is where he would likely pass. While he hadn't gotten frail, his body had gone through so much over the years that it was harder to keep going with each day that passed. But his spirit refused to give up until he was sure everything would be alright. Fin and Lumi had been with him long enough to know what was coming...and while neither of them were likely going to be ready (nobody ever really was), they understood...

He glanced back at his daughter, watching the way she held herself and reading her face. She knew it was coming too...they all did. "Winter...come sit with me, please."

"Speech"

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Remember, Who You Are

Acere Death Thread

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