Shadowwyn Moor It came gently calling

Inkeri wasn't sure if her words helped him at all, but she was surprised that they made her feel better. Though if he had asked her of the pain, she would have readily admitted that it did. Hurt that was. She always had felt the hurt. But her life was always a little better after each interaction, and loads better than the life she had lived before. She had learned to be happy and content with simple things. Small scraps of kindness.

I am glad to have met you. You. It can be home. Home. I will make it so. So. But you think about it. It.

She waved he tail happily, and settled firmer into her seat. She would stay and converse if he wished, or she'd head towards home, if he wanted to have a moment to just take what she had said and ruminate.

Fade here is fine, since we have an updated one.