Felltree Marsh Entry No. 1

Oh, she liked him. A familiar heat tinged her cheeks as the stranger went on, a flushed sort of pleasure at making a new friend so easily. She didn't think she had a crush on him, not really; she was married, after all, and happily this time! But he was cute, and easy to talk to, and Reverie found herself hoping that he might stick around for a time.

Well, the mountains here are beautiful, She said softly, following his gaze briefly toward the willows and then beyond. Reverie gestured to the Sunspire in the distance. See that peak? It's the tallest, I think, and you can see everything from there. And - just over there, the willows, that's where I live. It's - the kind of forest I'd imagine fairies live in. We're going to make a pack there, my husband and I.

Her eyes found him again. I could show you, if you'd like! It occurred to her, belatedly, that she had not introduced herself yet! Oh, um, I'm Reverie, by the way.