Luka
His poppa wrapped his arms around him and all was right in the world. A shaky breath leaves him as he buries his face against Sah's neck, hiding there for a moment from the cold, needing the respite for what was to come. The words soothing him in a way nothing else could, somehow making all the hurt better in the span of a few seconds now that they were together again. Luka draws back just enough to smile up at his father, dimples showing in his cheeks as he does so, snow catching in his curls. "It's okay, poppa. We can all be together again." Even if they didn't have their mothers, they at least had each other.
"I love you too. Are we going home now?" Where was home? Luka didn't really know, but he was eager to find out. To see his sister again. It had only been a few days, but he missed her terribly. Nothing felt right without her at his side.
"I love you too. Are we going home now?" Where was home? Luka didn't really know, but he was eager to find out. To see his sister again. It had only been a few days, but he missed her terribly. Nothing felt right without her at his side.
And when I wake tomorrow I'll bet
That you and I will walk together again
That you and I will walk together again
