Hushed Willows How quickly the glamour fades

The girl seemed disappointed by the fae's presence, but she understood. When looking for someone, it was always the worst that came to meet you half-way; the possibility that you might never see them again. Eventually, you gave up your search, but the thoughts never truly leave; they act up whenever hope appeared, and then got smashed back into your subconscious when you realize it had been nothing but pretty lies.

It's quite alright. The fae reassured, not minding the stumble upon the lands she wished to claim - for now. She listened intently to her reasoning and sympathized - but couldn't relate as much as she would. To grow up without stable parents, meant not knowing what it was like to miss them in her case. Forgive me for asking, but why did they leave you behind then?