At first, he almost thinks he’s seeing things. It’s been so long since he’s heard from his father that he’d suspected that he’d met the same fate as many of the other pagan gods had. He figures that it’s probably exhaustion from overextending his magic today that has his mind playing tricks on him, but then he blinks and the figure is still there. Could it really be...? Well, Narvi’s always considered himself an optimist, and if it really is just his eyes deceiving him, then what does he have to lose? After what feels like an eternity, he finally finds his voice and hears himself ask, “father?” // @gavrele ♥’d (for narvi)!














