we'll never know what's up ahead

Though the sun had come back to the world, Chimera would always be a nocturnal creature. His poor vision wasn't suited for the bright vibrancy of day just like the vision of his sister and his children. At least Scylla had been blessed with one dark eye somehow and could travel between light realms. Albion though was a prince of the moon and the Fenmyre king often found the boy wandering the moonlit beaches. Tonight, the boy seemed to seek him out.

"Albion," the two-toned giant rumbled in greeting, holding out a paw to offer up a place on the sand beside him. The man had been laying on the beach, staring out to sea. Thinking about the future, the past, the present. Thinking about his family and what needed to be done to keep them safe and make them thrive. "What's on your mind, boy?" He could tell that the alabaster child was pensive and wondered just what he was thinking about in that quiet mind of his.

"Speech"