The Bracken Woods we were diamonds, now we’re dust

There's three, He explains, but his mind lingers on Shadewood. Wherever the hell that was, he hadn't come close during his search. Two boys and a girl. Still small.

The boy doesn't know what else to say without sounding bitter. Was he bitter? He wrangles with the prospect for a moment. No, he assures himself. Somehow, Redd's words find their way into his head again.

He ventures with another question. What'd else ya see out there? Anything cool?

Their conversation continues, surface-level, light. Eventually, their winding paths lead them close to home.