'Do you know that magic has memories? It is everything that makes you up' Noah focused on those words, his eyes full of wonder as he did.
The smile continued to shine at him as he sat there and waited for the female to say anything else, his small body far too delicate for him to be able to do anything else.
The older female gave him a small smile, seeing him struggle before she turned to look outside the window. The scenario of the winter winds did not change but her eyes dulled looking at the scenery. This was the same scene repeating itself over and over without any change.
"Magic has memories? Why does mother know this?" The question was innocent, a wish for the child to the elder but all he got in return was a small smile.