Emberwood can't shake the feeling that i'm just bad at healing

It was gorgeous, in a way. Or so she supposed. Blueberry found it difficult to find beauty in things unless it smacked her in the face. Blame her upbringing; she was accustomed to the dull.

Maybe, she remarked, shrugging. It was a nice thought, but why bother? If Vesper cared, she'd come for her. The fact that her sister had just abandoned her didn't give her much hope; she didn't think it was worth waiting around for someone who'd left her behind.

It was time to move on. A new home. Any cool things around here? she asked.