My dearest sibling, the one I raised up, who followed me everywhere when we were smaller, was the next one to follow our family to Ganos.
I couldn't understand it. He was younger than me! Younger than me and my husband, younger even than Rafita, whom had dedicated his life to exploring the most dangerous dungeons down in the mine and was still getting up every day - despite having just lost Valeria.
It wasn't right, I thought, for me to bury up Elyon when he should have had several years left.
Aaron was together with me and Elyon's son, Hamilton, to tell him goodbye: his lungs had become weak over the years, and didn't resist through the fever he catched while looking for light flowers.
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Narcissa Rostand's Journal - The Rostand
FanfictionA little view of the daily life of the Rostand family through the eyes of their Head of Family Narcissa Rostand, spanning since her childhood and passing through her engagement, work life, motherhood and little manipulations as she recounts her life...
