Elyr watched his ghostly child receed back into their own thoughts as they departed the main hall. His heart began to slow, and with calm came questions. Desi had... made a connection. They had shared grief which, though an unpleasant emotion, was emotion none the less. Emotion he found himself...
Elyr found himself in the main hall. The sunlight shone through the surrounding windows, casting flickering motes of dust into ethereal relief. They danced, as indeed their guests would be dancing in a few short hours. As his awareness of the here and now faded, Elyr found himself watching...
Elyr quickly found his attention wavering as his children began to bicker. He turned his eyes down, fixed on the work he had been trying so hard to avoid. In truth, now that he had run his mind over each of the tasks arrayed before him The Event felt reasonable, possible. Provided the kids all...
Elyr squeezed the hand of his eldest daughter as she hugged him, savouring her warmth. For his youngest, he was unprepared. A number of missives fluttered to the floor like heavy confetti in the wake of Unity's stormy entrance, and as she departed for her sister's lap Elyr bent to retrieve them...
Alysandra Mendrev; Desiminla Mendrev; Unity Mendrev; Asuego 'Susanna'
Elyr's mother was a master wordsmith. Take this simple missive, received by post on the eve of what he had taken to calling The Event in his own mind. The Event, moreover, which his mother had been insistent that the family...
These are all fantastic! I'll happily edit the details of the family situation as we pick 'em, but in the meantime:
Alysandra Mendrev
As his eldest, is aware that he may put an amount of pressure on her. Elyr is not a born socialite and leans on his daughter's talent and fondness for political...
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