Ocean's Breath Plateau shady grove

Simbelmyne stirred in her sleep, and when she awoke, parts of the dream stayed with her.

She had had children at her side, but when she looked up, a great white bird passed over her- wings stretched, glistening and beautiful. Something felt familiar about it- but when she looked to her side, the children and all evidence of them were gone. 

She moved to seek solace in the warmth of Dutch’s coat. She whispered his name and squeezed her eyes closed. She drew back then, to see he had been carrying flowers with him. Her pupils narrowed and her expression grew concerned. ”Herbs? Is everyone alright?”