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Other Perspectives - 7 Dec 2015
The Greek sat silently upon the shore, his elbows resting on his knees as the waves lapped against his bare feet. For almost a century he'd been hunting monsters alone ever since Erin had been forced to leave him. He smiled at the memory of her, her brown hair and blue eyes and the smattering of freckles on her face.
The wind tousled his hair. On the coast of Epirus where he'd been born the man gazed out to sea and wondered about what had been on his mind for nearly a century.
Where are you, Erin?
~Somewhere in Ireland~
"Are you sure about this Jeffrey? Your lad's on their side. You want to declare war on him?"
The man's eyes were dark. "The boy's no longer my family, Angus. We swore an oath to Círdan and while he may be dead I see no reason not to uphold it."