Ravenshook Cliffs unmoored

For @Sandpiper!

She had lost her family, over and over and over again. That she did not remember them was the final, stinging loss— but knowing, now, that she would never know them in the flesh had split the wound wide open again. Emaleth perched on the cliffside, looking out over the moonlit ocean, wondering now what her purpose would be. It was silly to mourn, for nothing had truly changed... but the emotional storm had only grown stronger, and she didn't know how to find her way out.

What now, Bran? she murmured softly to the crow. He considered her with dark eyes and a tilt of his head, before launching himself off the cliffside to soar above the waves. Emaleth watched his trajectory with furrowed brows, unaware of his message— or unwilling to understand.