Barrow Fields spirited

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It was always something. The night of the storm had left its marks on her, but the deepest of them was Mireille. She'd searched but found nothing, and now, as she walked across the barren field, she carried the weight of that acceptance. If their daughter was going to come home, then she would find her own way. There was nothing here to track.

Nieve returned, just to be replaced.... no. The pirate stopped in her tracked and shook her head, frustrated by the confusion that suddenly took her. That wasn't right.

The truth would have to wait, though, as the sight of a stranger whisked all of those thoughts away. Rosalyn stared at them unkindly, not all that interested as soon as she'd clocked that it was not her daughter.

She should ask, but she did not. Outsiders had never been of help before and she'd already given up the chance. The cut was too familiar, and too raw, for her to allow optimism to spur her forward.