[[Threland]] friendship

The days wore on and the seasons passed. One winter, the farmer lay in his bed, weak in old age under a pile of blankets and furs. The elf sat at his bedside, somehow knowing these were his sworn brothers last moments in life. The farmer turned his head to smile tiredly at the elf. "Oi, Lemon..... You r'member wha' AH tuld ya? Bout them two stars so close t'gether, like they be hold'n 'ands?"