Neverwinter Forest deepest forest, darkest wood

She loved them more.

An admission that tore her apart inside, but she could not deny it. The bitter taste under her tongue, the reason she had left, had been scarred. Wondering what about her was so unloveable that she had been left twice before her first birthday. She closed her eyes against the tears that rose, stinging her eyes with pinpricks of pain.

My sibling, she did not even search for them when they were missing. Instead, she went to find Wilwarin. She took Fjall without a word, I only met him a month ago! A brother who has lived a year, and I have known him a month! Saltwater on her cheeks, tasted on her lips.

Maybe she did not mean it that way, but how was I supposed to feel? I was a child she felt she could leave behind.