Blackfeather Woods I felt your shadow on the way home.

Perhaps one day, when she was older, Maegi would be able to walk away without playing games. Without looking back.

But he'd come here, right? He'd come here presumably to see her, right? So why, when she craned her neck to sneak a glance, did she see him walking away? Hadn't they nearly crossed paths—

Oh, okay, just WALK AWAY like you always do! she shrieked, tears coming to her eyes, spilling over. She felt the sudden urge to run herself, quelled it, stood with her legs trembling. What the FUCK, Mou?! What gives you the right to just c-come ba—

She retched suddenly, bile-tinged drool hanging from her lips. A sob escaped her, two, three, one for each of her dead children. If only he'd been here. . . Maybe they would be alive if he'd stayed. Bastard.