Two Rivers Isle i'm tired of screwing up, tired of going down

set directly after this post.

Nothing was fucking fair, ever.  As soon as she had started to feel comfortable in the Plateau, she had gone and fucked everything up, and this time she didn't even know what she had done wrong.  She had stopped crying, her confusion replaced with fury.  Just who did Niamh think she was, playing gatekeeper?  Screech was her friend too.  

She trailed the edge of the forest next to the southernmost river of the isle with her nerves on edge, alerting at every rabbit and leaf that made noise.