Put all your faults to bed

He hadn’t been out of the packlands since Nat’s death… well aside from visiting his niece but that had been with a purpose. This… this was blind wandering. He wasn’t sure what he was doing really, the grief within him tugging him away from his family. Helios should have been back there, back with his children and family, they could help and he would return the favor. Instead he was much further from the packlands than he could ever remember being.

The bright summer sun light up the strange stone structure. It had a sort of ethereal beauty to it and he felt drawn to moving up its steps. It was weird really, to think he could stand here and feel the suns warmth upon his back and to know that even in a moment that felt so very right, everything was still oh so very wrong. Nat would not be waiting for him to return, his whole world had crumbled when she had died… Helios wondered if he’d ever really be able to rebuild it.

"Burn Baby Burn"