Redsand Canyon For me to walk away

Saying yes would have been the easy way out. She appreciated that her mom was trying to help, but collecting supplies was something she immediately saw as busy work. She knew it wouldn't do the trick, distracting her like Towhee wanted.

You came here for help.. And taking the easy way out wouldn't do that. No. I've tried that before. All that time alone, gathering, did was make her think more about the things she didn't want to think about. Exploring was another option, but it had the same problem. Doing it alone wasn't the same, and before every new discovery was days of travel alone with her thoughts. She was just tired of being alone.

That thought almost had her quit the line of thinking entirely, but something brought a memory to mind. Meeting the girl near her gardens in the Bramblepoint. She'd nearly forgotten how she'd built those, but maybe working on them was the closest she'd gotten to actual happiness in recent memory. It had been incredibly hard, leaving them behind, though she hadn't said much about it. There hadn't really been another choice.

I had gardens, in the forest near home, before. I don't know if that would work here. The canyon was mostly sand and stone, neither of which would make for a place for growing. There was the small forest she sometimes hid out in, near the border, when she was avoiding reality and having to make do. It wouldn't be the Bramblepoint but it was something, at least.