Blackfeather Woods I just... don't want them to change me

Her gaze lowers, eyelids nearly closing as she thinks of what exactly was keeping her to the thoughts of her lover returning. It was not promise nor was it ignorance. Her eyes returned to his face then, nearly lighting up. Hope. She answered, not afraid to tell that she had it. The world was cruel and unforgiving, but the one thing that would never leave her again was hope. I just wish I could discuss this matter with him...