Neverwinter Forest Phantom of borrowed life,

"I am.. Healing." Her mindset was not all the way well, but she knew not to try again. There was still guilt and desire that held firm and the wanting to escape, abandon it all just as her daughter thought at times. Miriam had the idea if she could not escape as she so wanted, she could not only release the mind, but the body as well, and finally feel.. Refreshed.

However the desire of wanting to touch the Summerlands was not met as she wanted, instead was brought to face consequences of her actions, even moreso with more scorn and judgement to those who knew. Sickly, as others saw it, but she does not know if everyone knows the truths on the matter.

It felt.. Shameful, to say the least.

And throughout all of this, her Goddess said nothing once more. She prayed and simply wished to settle upon the dame's side, but no more signs or thoughts.. Saying that perhaps, she needs to find her own way in life. It was hard, without a guidance.

"Sit with me?" Within all that silence only very few talked to her so, a true isolation for the maiden. She desired such company and smiled so softly at the man, in a way of begging so.