Neverwinter Forest dannsair sìthiche

for the first time, she almost wished she had not been pulled closer.

yet she thinks of all the times her mother has grieved or been busied by thoughts, feelings, or actions. there was no breaks for her, was there? if a moonwoman daughter could not carry on while the thoughts of the past floated within her mind, then what did she have?

callyope settled her features into something neutral.

foxfur on her shoulders, amber eyes fixed upon the woman closer now. looking for something that her eyes might never see.

i am seiðkona, for this moment she skips over a name. you have met hárkonungr. she did not hide her warmth in her gaze. a loving look upon him for a moment, before she is looking at the woman again.

what calls you here? what makes you seek me?

it is curiosity, not judgement, that laces her second question.