Morningside Cuesta Silence says a lot more than you think.

           

The girl turned young woman had returned almost a year after the fire that had destroyed her home and her childhood. A tear pricked her eye as she looked out over the dusty scorched earth of the land she had been born. This was the first time she had actually returned to the territory proper. And she deeply wished she hadn’t.

This path of self-discovery had been exactly what the woman needed. She was no longer the weak and lanky child that had fled these lands a year ago. She had grown into a dark and twisted, mature woman with a black heart. She became what she needed to be, and she was proud of it.

Deeming herself stronger than ever, Padma turned her back on the land scorched by fire. Slowly there were shoots of grass trying to break through and reclaim the land. One day it might return to its former glory, but Padma would never see it. She would never return to this place. Walking away from her old family den, Padma killed the little girl inside of her, and vowed never to let it resurface.