Hushed Willows I wake up screaming from dreaming one day I'll watch as you're leaving

Reverie was quiet as Kyrell spoke, but recognition flickered behind her eyes well before he'd finished. The emotion sparked in him by the recollection only further confirmed her suspicions; she knew what that was like, that combination of fear and intrigue and excitement to be witness to something so strange and wholly unknown. And —

Sometimes they take wolves away; yes, she knew this story, perhaps too well. I've seen them before, She said softly as he finished. That happened to me once - me and my family. Well - Blossom and um, my first husband. I was married once before Boone. We were just about to break up, actually, but then um... those - those creatures took us away, and they - did things to us. Another small shudder ran through her, but this time it was a deeper fear than any fire could ever light in her.

I was sick before that. I think they healed me. But it - it was still awful, Her expression turned slightly thoughtful, though she couldn't shake the claustrophobic feeling that always accompanied these memories. After a moment her eyes found the tags again. Did they...? Reverie abruptly felt sick, and found that she couldn't finish the question.