The Sunspire the world forgetting, by the world forgot

oh, how she hated it!

regret spilled off of her in waves, down her cheeks and onto the rock below.  she had been this close to missing it.  and at once, she did not feel as if she was useless.  this was not the king elk forest, this was not tindome.  she could learn from these women.

she took two tentative, stiff steps towards the women beckoning her forward.  where was the father of these children?  had he perhaps abandoned olive, too?  she almost hoped not — that these children were not the fabrication of some such tragedy.. but it did stir something within the young girl.

she had so wanted babies of her own this year.  this was not only a chance to learn as a midwife, but to care for them as well.

it was as simple as that.  seabreeze just needed to be wanted, she needed to be needed, she needed to be loved.  she crumpled, falling to the ground in a broken heap and i'm sorries were forced from her choked throat.