The following morning we were at Northgyth’s door as soon as could be considered polite. Ymma answered, and ushered us in. Waelden had written a letter explaining we wanted the house, and had sufficient coin in place to make the purchase as soon as Erbrand’s grandson wished. He was ready to ride back into Edoras immediately, if Northgyth would provide an address. 

Freedom.

It is something that all beings crave for.

When a wild beast that has been captive all its life finally earns its own freedom.and control, it will fight to the bitter end to keep that control.

The sun began its retreat behind the calm seas. It laid its fingers across the water, painting the harbor with glowing, soft tones of red and yellow. In the distance, frail forms of his kindred walked gingerly down onto the docs, casting long shadows upon the deep azure of the ocean. It was all so peaceful.  

The towering fire burnt itself down to embers. Eerie majesty in the wake of destruction. Orange reflected, throbbing like an easy pulse in the rippled reflection over the water.

Yellow and blue.

She'd been sought by him, and reacted with that regal, reserved composure. So cautious, never pushing or pining like the others. Never allowing signs of what his play at testing boundaries had wrought.

A sweet flower scented breeze rolled across serene fields. Clouds lazily drifted across 1an azure sky. Far off in the distance near the tree line, a few horses were grazing. A small farmhouse stood not far from them. No smoke coiled from the chimney this lazy summer day.

Egfor stood at the center of this meadow landscape, all of his senses taking in the somewhat familiar place and sensations. He closed his eyes and tilted his head up towards the sun, letting it heat his face as a smile drifted across his face.