Dawnlark Plains Kill your heroes and fly

Oh wow, Dwin talked a lot! Reverie was so taken with her explanation about leaving her home that she almost forgot about the questions she asked. An enchanted forest! She thought shyly that it made sense that Dwin would have come from a place like Brecheliant, because there was something enchanting about her. She didn't dare voice it, though. Back in The Gilded Sea, the punishment for something like having a crush on a girl was —
Well, it was death, but her father was so far away she wondered sometimes if he'd forget that she'd existed at all. She thought of Tybault then, and hoped that he'd left too. She hoped he would fall in love with a man who understood him, maybe someone like Lestan. He deserved that.
There was a fire, she might have told Dwin, but light didn't run from fire; light followed fire. Well... it was actually very dark, where we lived. My siblings and I, we were the only light. I didn't realize it until - I got lost one day. I was afraid, so I ran, She expected to feel overwhelmed any moment, even as she said it. It didn't happen, though. And then... I ended up here. I live with a pack called Kvarsheim now. It's not an enchanted forest, but it's a wonderful place. You could come visit too, if you travel that way! Reverie indicated the general direction with a tilt of her nose.
I'd like to see the world too, I think. It's such a big place! If only those she cared for weren't tied to their packs! She would whisk them away in a heartbeat to travel the world with her.