Calton was my cane, my rock on the path of this journey. He sheltered my husband through the hardest of moments one could bare. With the agony of my torment raging in my head I knew he would be the light at my dusk, making the sky alive with the tranquility of sunset. With my sister long taken from me in the prime of her life, all I had now was the man who raised us and the husband I barely got to know. All were ones I cared for, but he.. Calton. He was mine and mine alone in this hard world.
Absolutely no family was perfect, but he was the best that he could be. With wrinkles that sagged like a candle, dying too close to the hearth and icy eyes that seemed to always be in a narrowed glare my dear Calton would have been the only one I would have called father. He knew nothing of the life I led after my betrothed went to that dusky prison, but oh if he did. My mentor would have given me the worst possible lecture... the kind that lasted years.
Absolutely no family was perfect, but he was the best that he could be. With wrinkles that sagged like a candle, dying too close to the hearth and icy eyes that seemed to always be in a narrowed glare my dear Calton would have been the only one I would have called father. He knew nothing of the life I led after my betrothed went to that dusky prison, but oh if he did. My mentor would have given me the worst possible lecture... the kind that lasted years.
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Kimberly's Note: Not much to say here, other then Calton is more important to the story then even I know yet, lol.
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