Sefan let loose his horse, she knew the way home and he wouldn’t be needing her. The Herald who was bringing him through the forest would forget him, and he would finally join his Vanyel in death.

He set his harp down and lowered himself to the ground at the base of a tree.  The Sorrows had never bothered him, and he longed to return to them while fulfilling his mission.  He smiled and closed his eyes as the setting sun bathed him in its light and when he rose again, his spirit was finally free to join his lifebonded.