Lost Creek Hollow i came looking for you

she had known this day would come -- she felt it, same as laurel -- that old and snaring restlessness that sat deep in her gut and immobilized her bones. churning.

she wanted much the same things as laurel: the repair of her fractured family, the reunion of their lost blood.. and yet...

she felt something new here, too. something that cautioned her against making any impulsive moves, and thread care into her every action.

good god, was she growing old?

indra's gaze swept laurel's proud features, pained with conflict. if we go, we are doing to wyatt, nuna, merrick and marten that our parents did to us. we wouldn't be breaking the wheel... we'd just be more of the same. her voice was layered with thousands of emotions, each tumulting for their own voice -- yet no tone seemed so loud as the strain that laced her words as she stood before her sister in near-defiance.