Finally the sisters slept, It was hazy how long had past since he went to get Uidelloth. The first day was hard. Harder than Amgaladh could have possibly imagined, the moans and gasps of pain in the house of healing bit by bit shattering a wall he had made up through the past few years. As if the sounds made by friends carrying with it the pain they felt, all of their voices and feelings echoing within the young elf.
