Hushed Willows [m] So I'll stay right here 'cause I'm better all alone

She shook her head immediately, frightened by the casual way Mae spoke of it being an option. It's not an option, Mae. It can't ever be one. That's - that's why I won't teach you, Reverie was adamant now, certain that she was doing the right thing by denying this request.

Once you start thinking about it that way, it's - it's like a sickness. It never leaves you. And when things get hard, it's always there in the back of your mind. You'll always think - why suffer when I can just leave it behind? But that - it doesn't stop the suffering. It just creates more for everyone else, Reverie realized she was trembling, and the wind sounded so much like whispering. Small gods. She sank down onto her haunches, abruptly feeling faint, and hoped fervently that Mae would understand.