Entwined in Darkness

nt da

en she didn't need her mother to come wake her , it marvels people who know

oom. Giggling she climbs the bed careful not to wake her parents as she wiggles her wa

raspy morning voice is heard " comf

, her mama is a classic deep sleeper , sometimes she wakes up and cl

eplies with a

ouder than when you actually

are awake , mum

and over his family , his safe space and she d

we finish th

grumbles rubbing a hand over her eyes , her husband lays

the story while the sun shines " she giggles shaking he

he last part adding her own dramatic effect to the story while her hus

inara) three y

en runs towards his father , growing gracefully with his blonde

head , at five years Lucien loved the simple things of life , The natural b

e told me she loved it w

sure there are new scroll

s legs before hopping to the chambers . Like I said

chambe

e just for him , now we would refer to it as a library but then it

on my way to my a

nce ? Did you give the reading

s where I get to stay

rom the generation scro

efully. When he's here he thinks about his future , how he will hold his sword

chair rocking it

wed to attend the inner circle meetings I'll see it , or maybe - there just isn't any , it's as dark as the name" his head slumps in resigna

edge of his chamber windows when

! Where ar

n to you ? Did you wound yourself aga

ion pauses for a moment , probably wondering why his son

you ask m

doms! Not just Luminara papa ! There

om itself has no light " Lucien immediately becomes sad upon hea

an be ligh

st people there are dark , sometimes all it takes is a little bit of ligh

, so it's not the people !

can also be seen as a source of this light , an

is head to the side obv

ll but quite tall for his little age , he loves to read and

'm the light !! " He j

ucien ! Light ... Our light , and luminara's light "