Darian tramped through the snow up to the front door of the tiny shack he lived in. He pulled the door open and entered quickly, pulling the door closed behind him. He kicked off his boots and hung his coat on the hook mounted on the wall.
“Oh Darian. I’m so glad you are home.” Shayla rushed over to Darian and threw her arms around him.
“Hello, my sweet Shayla. I'm glad to be home too. I’ve got great news” Darian said to her.
“Come sit, you can tell me all about it.” Shayla said, motioning to the tiny table they had in the little one-room shack.
“Lumina, get your uncle some food and drink. He is likely to be weary after his long trip,” Shayla demanded.
“Yes, aunt Shayla,” Lumina said quietly.
Lumina hurried to get a plate of food prepared for her uncle and set it down on the
