Firefly Glen and time breaks your heart

Akavir

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Morwenna tried her best to feign an innocence after meeting such a young girl. It had her heart swelter, grow three times its size, and remind her that her life was not behind her. Her children, bless their hearts, were in a better place— and they would want the same for her mother, instead of a shell of a ghost wandering the dense forests.

A ghost no longer, she'd become opaque. Seen.

But not in the way she thought. The woman tred through the grove, finding the path that the young girl had taken was not for her. She was tempted to sway her opinion, insist that she'd come with her, but thought it to be moot. Maybe she would see her again— maybe.

With a heavy sigh, the woman continued to make her way through the forest. She stopped at a stream, bending her head down and glancing at her reflection.

What have you become? When she found no answer, she let out a deep sigh.