Capítulo 43: 43 - God

Sorrow could be read so easily in Gayel's eyes as he saw his mate pass out with his sons and daughters, holding her just in time.

Runark had given him no time for goodbyes when he lunged onto Gayel. What happened next was written vividly in the memories of veterans and elders living to this in the tribe. Though much smaller in size, Gayel had won that day. The story for another time as Somas' memory was interrupted by a smiling Galan holding his hand out towards her.

"We wait for you to initiate the prayer, my beautiful mother, Soma."

Oh, this man, he knew just how to make anyone blush, irrespective of age or gender. Chuckling, she placed her wrinkled hand into his strong and warm palm.

"Let me get my staff, dear boy. I am too old to walk so far."

"You must be joking. If Quam had been alive, he would've married you for a second time today."

"You don't need that staff when you have me." Advil was holding her by the other hand, smiling at the old shaman.