The Bracken Woods I know what darkness means

all offered was necessary. silvertongue was grateful that akavir made the choice, though she wondered if he would have pressed on if she had not been there. "thank you," voice pitched into low submission, a soft blink of her eyes for the creekman and then for the one who had come to find them. where he led she meant to follow, picking careful step across the unfamiliar ice as she thought wildly of the warmth and rest to come. the glacier; she did not know it. she could not remember, but held back tears of frustration lest they only leech more body's strength. until they reached their destination, silvertongue would be keenly silent.