Stone Circle öðruvísi

there was a long silence. a tense silence. the girl looked stricken and then sad, and then sanja could not name what she saw, and so she closed her eyes and tucked her face nearby her daughter's; until bjarna murmured an apology, which made the mother's eyes fly open and a sad curve to appear upon her face.

oh, no, my lovely girl, she held her close and murmured in to white.

you have nothing to be sorry for! i should have told you. i should have explained from the beginning. i know where you come from, but not from who. if i had only told you sooner -- if i had prepared you, then perhaps... perhaps you would not be in such pain and grief. it was just as likely this was unavoidable.

you will soon be a lady, and maybe an adventurer. if someday you wish to see where you come from, or seek out... seek out who, if it is possible, and find your answers, i will do everything i can to help you.

sanja  pulled back again and this time looked bjarna in the eye, wanting only to make this clear. there is nothing ugly about you. you are different, yes, but different does not mean bad.