Stone Circle I banish you with love.

The woman wished she could stay! The girl was so sweet, and reminded her of easier days. But she was a traveler now as she'd said, and she could at least promise to return one day.

I will return, and when I do I will share my stories. She wondered what kind of stories she'd have, by then. Perhaps the universe would continue to spoil around her, and she'd never make it - but Silanga refused to dwell on such negativity. It didn't suit the moment with such lovely company.

She motioned to herself, aware by now that the girl had a speech impediment but not a lack of understanding, not really. I am Silanga, she introduced; that way when she came back, the girl would know her.