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south. dinah did not like the thought. what could be south, if this land too was south of the isle? she pictures a barren tundra and the withered, frozen skeletons of herself and her family. a hollow cry reaches from within her.
why don't we go west? she thought of hearthwood, of how pitiful it would be to crawl back to their doorstep. we failed. or-- the packs here, i know there's... swiftcurrent creek, i think, and something called var-sheen, swiftcurrent creek was where mae came from. and var-sheen; she knew nothing. hopelessness swallows the girl as she begins to weep silently, hot tears trailing the reddened cheeks.
i-i don't know what to do, mommy. i don't know anyone like you do, or where to go, or-- or who would even accept a group of fucking refugees, dinah snivels. b-but we can't go back, and we can't stay here, and, and--
warmth suddenly began to flood the upper half of her body, followed by a low pain in the pit of her stomach which rose then to her chest and her throat. before she knew it, her dinner was sprayed into the snow.
dirty and frail, dinah dissolves completely at the whim of her own desperate misery.