Stavanger Bay visiting from the heavens

Words were caught in her throat, for the answer why did not seem to come. An it harm none, do as thou wilt, for she thought, such a small request would be fine in the moment. However that was a dream, that she wished would turn back, for if the titan didn't come, the maiden would turn back in regret, for a land she could never see. Miriam felt she was a bother, and she was, the moment of greed came over, and the words her Lady spoken, repeated in her head.

An it harm none, do what thou wilt.
An it harm none, do as thou wilt
Than it harm none, do as thou wilt
Do as you will, as long as harm none

She was young, barely reaching a yearling, and mistakes were to be made. Though a calmness broken by the shiver her body gave, as she meekly gave, "I apologize," to the beast of the bay. Young and weak, but continued forward with a braveness that was held onto a thin link, that her Lady guided, "It was unruly of me to request this." Miriam retracted her question with a shame, for it was not her place to ask. The maiden should turn back, her mind had said, but her heart says continue on. She held an edge in her lithe form, the turning to go back, and to the rivers of before. Though stood, awaiting, for there was no excuse for rudeness to leave midst converse.