Date: 2013-02-23 07:21 am (UTC)
He couldn't help but chuckle at Carl's insistence, and he patted him on the back. "Sure thing, buddy." But something about hearing the boy call him 'Baldr' made him take pause. His smile faded into an expression more appropriate of bewilderment, and he slowly followed suit behind his hosts.

Children. A snowball fight; appropriate for the early spring. Forget-Me-Nots peeking up through some of the melt. Young faces and equally young voices long forgotten.
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