Noctisardor Bypass [m] ashkola

the man arrived, and heda turned her head to look at him. "hello." her voice was soft, pitched hardly over the sluggish rush of the lagoon. she couldn't think of what else to say in that moment, and so looked back out over the water.
"the man who raised us often sat here. he watched the ospreys." she pointed out the large nesting birds, idly wondering if they too were the same from all those years ago.
now that druid had given her name as heda, she felt no reason to return to widow — regardless of how she felt inside.