- xxxxx "It's almost tragic," Mika remarked absentmindedly. Her gaze fell leisurely on the younger boy. The sun was again setting over the tiny hamlet and with it went any safety the light had to offer.
xxxxx Valhalenor regarded her sourly. "What are you talking about, old woman?" he hissed. However, his golden, inquisitive eyes widened and belied the venom he projected with his words. In that amber-stained tableau, he was a child yet again.
xxxxx "Your innocence," she answered.
xxxxx And with that, the sun sank below the horizon, and the danger again began to close in.
