Hushed Willows The Tears have dried up

Minnow was wandering near the borders even though her dad had told her not to many times before she couldn’t help but be drawn to them. They always seemed to bring new people in like her grandpa. Even though she knew it wasn’t possible she had a small hope that maybe it would bring her mom back.

She was drawn from her thoughts when she saw a grownup and sort of waddled over. “Hello.” She said simply with a small wag of her tail.