Northstar Vale crocus

tamar sat up when meadow arrived.

yes; there was tension between them, for she remembered how the other woman had held her during the tearful recollection of her time in akashingo.

a shivering breath broached the space.

"the palace took everything from me." her voice was faint, though eyes fastened to meadow's face. "when i saw how reyson was when he came back from that place, i believed it the same of him. and because it took so long for me to find trust in myself again, i took that from him."

a cycle, continuining. 

she refused to cry.