Swiftcurrent Creek let heaven and nature sing

"diya—or bee," she suggests rather seriously, "or maybe edy," she quite likes the woman's name; it sounds rather different than most she's heard, and now that she thinks on it, realizes the amount of ways she can play with the sounds of it. she's very certain that the woman doesn't want to hear all of them, however, and so drops the subject. 

"sort of - a place called courtfall. I don't really think it's the right place for me, though, and it's almost claustrophobic with the mountains all around." she's more honest with the relative stranger than with her own family, a fact she should probably remedy upon her return.