Wild Berry Meadow Por Una Cabeza

She shrugs.  Although she'd had her hopes up, she hadn't really expected this stranger to know where the cliffs were, especially if he was new to the area as well.  Well, now you know.  And if you come across them before me, maybe the message will find a way to me.  She was still young enough to have that kind of belief in the world, that things would just turn out if she left them up to fate.

Maybe we're not all that different, then.  Size, colour, culture ... at least they had something in common.  I can let you get back to it if you'd like.  Maybe we'll see each other again one day.