Firefly Glen Shadows in my mind

She knew she shouldn’t have left on her own, but Jasmine had needed the space. She could never be as nasty as her sister, nor as kindly as her brother, so what did that leave her? She couldn’t even stand on the ground of a daughter. Sylvie and Hymnal took those places too.

Jasmine had meant to leave and breathe and get back to Brecheliant again, but a few wrong turns had kept her overnight, and a few turns more had led her someplace she’d never been before. Then again the trees and the grasses all looked largely the same, but the smell of marsh only cling to her coat now, pinpointing her as entirely out of place in this rocky realm of mountain valley.

Not only was she lost, but there was a stranger nearby, to make matters wholly worse. She’d awakened to the echoing shouts of a word she didn’t know, and very quickly she saw the white of the lady’s fur which stood out like Diantha’s anger. Still bleary eyed, yet simultaneously alert, Jasmine hunched in the grass as she sought to still her racing heart, and find a path of escape without getting seen.