The Sunspire I want to dance in the graveyards

She hadn't budged from her hiding place, and had finally managed to fall asleep, curled in on herself, when Wraen interrupted.  At first she didn't budge... she didn't want to talk to anyone right now, certain as she was they all blamed her.  She'd worked out this entire scenario in her head and, because of it, it was absolute truth.

Then the voice registered, and she turned blearily towards, her eyes widening with the shock of it.  "Wraen?"  That wasn't possible.  The certainty of what had happened was so set in her mind that she hadn't even considered another option.