Silvertip Mountain The friendly visit

He wishes xD I wrote a post already last week and it has disappeared in my emails, argh :|

 

She appeared out of it, and Mason realised he had made another faux pas. She was remembering being stuck in the flood and was panicked about it. He had hoped she would be impressed, but instead he appeared to have dredged up more bad memories. His eyes saddened – he wasn’t doing well at this.

“That’s awful Desna, I’m so glad your Mom managed to get you out. It must have been so scary.” He reckoned she was a few months younger than he, and so she must have barely been toddling around and learning the ways of the world when it happened – how scary for that to be one of your first memories. “No, I don’t think anywhere is safe all the time. At least we didn’t have a flood because any rain gradually drained off the mountain, but our streams filled to breaking and we sometimes had to trek for hours to find a safe way to cross some of them, so we didn’t get swept down the mountain.” Dad had just stopped them moving very far for very long, and he had kept Mason and June close through that period.