Sunset Valley I want a heart unbreakable

When she next knew herself, the woman found that she really didn't know at all. She didn't know how she'd gotten here, or when or why, or even where exactly here really was.

Truth be told, she couldn't even remember her own name.

But these things seemed secondary. How could they not? The little silver wolf had woken a mess of congealed blood, bruises and deep cuts, fractured bones in her chest and one of her hinds. It didn't feel like much... but slowly, everything began to ache fiercely. Slowly, the woman realized she might truly die this way.

Even so, she pressed on; inland, unaware that all she loved had always lived by the sea. It'd been lost, like everything else, to the water.