Broken Antler Fen Everyone you love has built it

He looked so nervous at the prospect of telling them stories, but Maia just smiled and gave his shoulder a supportive touch. You'll do fine. They'll love anything you want to tell them, and hearing you talk about how it was, I'm sure they will. He had been so attached to it that she couldn't imagine them finding much to dislike there. Maia knew she had a preference for forests, but she also knew you could come to love just about any place if the people there were enough.

And if it makes it easier, we'll be close. We can always visit here. They weren't saying goodbye to the fen for good, just making themselves close neighbors instead.

We should go tell them. Now was as good a time as any, and she'd rather they heard it from the two of them.