Blackfeather Woods Another mirror saying "Why so serious?"

Bridget was immensely glad she’d invited Sorana along. Her niece’s delight was infectious, and there was no way the medic could stay tied up in her thoughts when she watched her bound after the crows.

She followed suit with a laugh, playfully following deeper into this strange (and strangely peaceful) place.

Over the next few days they could explore, relax, and forget for a while. Most importantly they could talk, if not about the things that bothered them, then about other things that mattered. Things that were simpler, like herbs and forests and crows.