It had not been easy.
War never was.
Yet they had all survived it.
Vanessa had never truly called any where but Nosgoth home. Not since the day she fell in love with Rune.
Yet as Willow lay unmoving and Drake lay so close to deaths door. She and Rune had been asked to stay in Crendia. Ghallon had asked them himself.
Days had gone by.V was feeling better and Rune was as well.They were alive and their children safe.
Vanessa looked down to Zoe and Nathan. They slept soundly. Everyday they got news.Everyday seemed better yet worse.
Allies were on the mend,the land still needed healing but those laying still as stone took president against the land. No matter how many had healed, and gone back to hearth and home. So many waited for Drake and Willow.
Ghallon waited,Emily waited.
Cadaria waited.
They waited the most it seemed. They waited as if death would come for their loved ones if they were not there.
V looked over to Rune. They had both been injured during the battle, but neither one had been a mortal wound. V wasnt sure she would ahve survived it if she ahd lost the man she loved.
She saw him now looking out to the land. He stood holding a staff that was made of Alder wood rather than his own white staff. That was still in Nosgoth. It lay with Ghallons staffDark emres sword and Drakes own sythe around Drake lifeless,still body.
The last news that had come was that Shea was going to try to reach Drake. No news had come since then.
That had been yesterday.
V pace away from her sleeping children towards Rune. She had come to feel at home in Crendia,it wasnt so diffferent from Nosgoth. Though Nosgoth had a deeper rcher flvor than Crendia. Crendia had its own deep flavor and history. She could see herself living there as easily as she could see her self in their tower at home in Nosgoth.
Home would always ben Nosgoth to her. It seemed odd to her now, that home would be a place she had not known of years ago. She linked her hand with Runes and leaned her head to his shoulder. Looking out tot he land she knew that this could be home as well. Where ever her family was, that had become home.
War never was.
Yet they had all survived it.
Vanessa had never truly called any where but Nosgoth home. Not since the day she fell in love with Rune.
Yet as Willow lay unmoving and Drake lay so close to deaths door. She and Rune had been asked to stay in Crendia. Ghallon had asked them himself.
Days had gone by.V was feeling better and Rune was as well.They were alive and their children safe.
Vanessa looked down to Zoe and Nathan. They slept soundly. Everyday they got news.Everyday seemed better yet worse.
Allies were on the mend,the land still needed healing but those laying still as stone took president against the land. No matter how many had healed, and gone back to hearth and home. So many waited for Drake and Willow.
Ghallon waited,Emily waited.
Cadaria waited.
They waited the most it seemed. They waited as if death would come for their loved ones if they were not there.
V looked over to Rune. They had both been injured during the battle, but neither one had been a mortal wound. V wasnt sure she would ahve survived it if she ahd lost the man she loved.
She saw him now looking out to the land. He stood holding a staff that was made of Alder wood rather than his own white staff. That was still in Nosgoth. It lay with Ghallons staffDark emres sword and Drakes own sythe around Drake lifeless,still body.
The last news that had come was that Shea was going to try to reach Drake. No news had come since then.
That had been yesterday.
V pace away from her sleeping children towards Rune. She had come to feel at home in Crendia,it wasnt so diffferent from Nosgoth. Though Nosgoth had a deeper rcher flvor than Crendia. Crendia had its own deep flavor and history. She could see herself living there as easily as she could see her self in their tower at home in Nosgoth.
Home would always ben Nosgoth to her. It seemed odd to her now, that home would be a place she had not known of years ago. She linked her hand with Runes and leaned her head to his shoulder. Looking out tot he land she knew that this could be home as well. Where ever her family was, that had become home.