Lost Creek Hollow she's so high

Without knowing Sarah was seeking a person, who would listen to her story. More importantly, someone, who was in no way related to her family. Who was neutral. Gannet had been one such person and over time she would rely on his quiet support more and more. And suprisingly - Nikai, a stranger, who she had met just moments ago, was going to be the second one. She was not particularly keen on either meeting new people or trusting them easily, but then there were those rare moments, when you met a person and they just felt right. 

"It's grand. Terrible, but grand," she told, her eyes focused at a far off point ahead. "Stories do not do it justice. Learning about it from afar is as if... you do not learn anything about it at all, until you face it up close," she went on. "Until the scent of burning flesh has not hit your nostrils, until you do not feel, how it eats away your fur and skin, you do not fully realize that it is deadly."