Stone Circle Sweet Sunrise

I love Gunnar's advice so much <3

Reality was often much harsher than she wished it was, but she was grateful that Gunnar didn't try to shield her from it. The world was large and beautiful and uncaring, she had learned, and maybe to survive in it she needed to learn to be the same. She would have to learn these lessons, as Gunnar explained it. But it hurt to think that whatever she had started with Lestan might already be broken irreparably. That she had done it, with her own ignorance. That they might become nothing more than a lesson learned and left behind.
Maybe she was getting ahead of things again. She hoped she was. They hadn't spoken of it since; Lestan had given no hint that he had even thought of it. But their last meeting had been darkened by the shadow of the bear, her wounds, Lestan's frantic concern.
I don't know, She answered his question truthfully. There are pieces of my past that I can remember, and others I know I should but can't. Mostly I remember things now, these last few weeks, but sometimes I forget things - short term and long term. It's like all my memories are broken into pieces and scattered. I... remember that there was a fire. There were always fires, but it was the first one after - after Rose...
Was it warm here, suddenly? She shifted uncomfortably. It was too much, too close to the flames. The fog crept up behind her, reaching. I can't - She was crying, she realized. She didn't want this, not here, not now, but it was happening anyway. It always went this way.