Blacktail Deer Plateau My shadow falls against the wall

Yeah, why hadn't Osprey gone with the dad? Should have been so easy to start a new life elsewhere and have children in that picture perfect family photo she had in mind. Now that she was more with herself she had time to wander the lanes of her memory and recall the encounter. The male had been quite handsome and very charming. She, on the other hand, had been desperate and they probably had got together for very different reasons. That momentary flame of mutual affection had disappeared imediately after their paths had parted. Osprey felt no longing for him, no desire to see him again. Had she known that at this moment he was boasting to his best friend about "messing with a girl" she would have felt nothing but contempt.

"I considered leaving," she replied and looked up briefly at the girl, "but Dante asked me to stay." Frankly speaking, it would have been a lot easier, if her friends had hated her for her actions just a little bit. But they had not, therefore running away seemed more like a betrayal than staying here and be a constant reminder of a broken rule and unresolved business. "This is my home and I have nowhere else to go," hard as it was lately to be here, she still liked this place a great deal. The forest, the secret paths and locations, the inhabitants - both real and imaginary ones - everything was dear. At her age she did not wish to be uprooted again, didn't wish to start from nothing.