Neverwinter Forest no lamb was lost

growth from within. it was not pride that carried her voice. a promising winter. her faith commanded it, she felt it in her bones.

she guided their path towards the outer rim of forneskja, as if they might gaze upon the world beyond them.

i need women in my circle who are worldly. who bring many words with them when they sit near me. ones who will walk far but know that they are highly valued when they are near.