Passing by

Sirius gave a soft chuckle at that, and stopped by some coats along the sandy shore. He seated himself down with a soft sigh and stretched out his legs, looking out across the great expanse of ocean. At least with Spring, the air that blew off the water wasn’t quite as chill.

“Sounds like they’re keeping you busy” He said with a warm smile. He hadn’t gotten a chance to get to know his grandkids as well as he would have liked. Their meeting had been soured, and he knew he would need another chance to get to know them. A chance for their interactions not to be clouded by what had happened.

“We are getting by, and they are growing up far too fast. They’re young, and I am hoping they won’t be too scarred by it, but there are definitely lingering wounds.” He said softly. He noticed that more than one of them got anxious whenever he went away for more than a day. As if afraid that he might never come back.


"Sirius Fatalis"