Emberwood bide my time

Hmm... it might be the source of your nightmares. She pondered over the idea, clear eyes roaming the ground as if it held the answers to all their questions. She felt pretty invasive about this, it wasn't her place to ask anyone to start opening up to her so suddenly without any trust built up beforehand. Is there anyone you trust enough to talk to about it? Get it off your chest and share that burden with someone else? I know of a few herbs that could help once spring comes and brings new blooms, but perhaps in the meantime, you could work on letting go?

There, it didn't have to be her at least, but someone that the boy trusted. Some things were beyond herbs and medicine.