Bron sighed, and pulled the young longneck away from the cliff gently.
"You know, I have heard stories of the Shadowlanders in my time. I know Hades was behind it all. Had he not come, my parents wouldn't have..." he trailed off. "Anyway, you know, there is always something to live for. Don't you have anyone you care for, anyone who wouldn't want you dead at all? I felt the same when I got separated from my mate and her parents. I knew I had a child, but I couldn't find them anywhere. I thought they had all died and I also thought that there was no reason in me living. Then I found someone that I could love and care for. Surely you can find someone like that, or someone to care for you?" He looked over to Shorty, his adopted son, and smiled gently.