Ocean's Breath Plateau But I am just a fool, 'cause I could be in love if I really tried

@Simbelmyne occupied her thoughts. Bearing several soft pelts intended as a gift for the woman and her children, Marina sought her as evening fell over the sands. There'd been no time to see if the gathering had raised Simbelmyne's spirits at all; abruptly they were home, abruptly Dutch was home, abruptly Seelie had been taken.

Sympathy and remembered heartache stirred in her own chest; what mother ever stopped grieving her children? Each breath taken without them was cut short, every smile tinged with sorrow. But those first days of loss — those were the hardest, and had been each time.