Broken Antler Fen It's the awful, lonely secret of the dead-boy's heart.

she nodded. 
yes. run to them. and do not come back.
but even the raven was not harsh enough to say it aloud. it was an aspect of her own pain. she cut it down and crushed its sensation beneath a hard step.
"i hope it go well for you," and she meant it, genuinely, "come back to tell me what happened." voice in a rush at the last, and reyes might not be able to tell command from request from statement.