Hushed Willows I've been burnin' incense, gone a little mad

The low call carried on the wind froze her in place. Reverie scarcely trusted her own ears. Her brother — not Everett but the brother she'd run from, the brother she'd hated, the brother she'd nearly seen killed. Tybault, here. Her digging slowed to a stop, and for a moment she only stood and listened. Silence followed.

Then she turned, finally, and sought him through the trees. Theirs was a breathless and tearful reunion, a meeting filled with apologies and confessions that would never leave this moment. Reverie didn't know if things could ever truly be mended between them. But in the end, it was decided that Tybault would stay, at least for now.

And they would discover what the future held together.