There are few footfalls along the path of life that we choose for ourselves. We are dragged through hoping that, at least, the prints we leave will tell our story as we hoped it would be.
We rejoin the four that brought us to this point. Socair, Óraithe, Rianaire, and Aile still live, as best they can, in a world that moves ever closer to war. Perhaps they will struggle against it, perhaps they will walk with the changing winds.
They each see the path laid behind them through their own eyes. It is through the eyes of others that shadows grow. One is never asked, but still, they will each come to understand the weight of their own shadow.