Lost boy

Sigmarr strolled confidently through the snow, even when he tripped he pulled himself back up and kept right on going. Someday he'd become a great warrior and a skilled hunter. He just needed to practice and nothing was going to deter him from that path. A voice called out his name and he froze, turning to see Kassander. Ice blue eyes narrowed at his brother. He'd had particularly turbulent feelings toward the other boy after he'd more or less denounced them as family to go live with Elsa.


"What do you want Kassander." He said coldy. Just as he did though Svetlana appeared and his demeanor softened just slightly. He didn't want to have this out right in front of her. "Hey Svet? hey Korrin."


"Speech"

A revelation in the light of day

You can't choose what stays and what fades away