Everyone found themselves lost in their emotions, including Taros, but even though he felt the same as them, and showed little on his face, his eyes said it all.
After a few minutes, having gone in a daze, Taros had only one thought, 'When she grows up she will be a charming, irresistible, bewitching being.'
'Sigh.'
At that moment, Taros stared at her and a silhouette appeared replacing little Mara, and he only sighed with melancholy, remembering his past, and the good adventures he had by the side of that person, she who was always a graceful person, someone who at least attempts to not hurt others' feelings with clumsy words or thoughtless deeds.
Remembering as she always said, 'To live in grace is to walk lightly and leave the world blessed by your presence.'
Lost in his most precious memories, Taros noticed little Mara was looking at him with a mischievous smile. And he thought he was looking at it wrong, but...
