Sun Mote Copse we are biding our time, for these myths to unwind

Elfie's bluntness stung the little girl, but she knew he was not being cruel. Her eyes fell to the ground, their rims overcome with water. She missed her mom more than anything -- she probably had taken the lions' share of Elfie's grief, or maybe she had internalized his sorrow for herself.

Visiting her for a time sounded like an okay compromise to Weejay, if all else failed.. but then she worried, would she ever leave? "No wishing back the dead." The girl parroted back in a defeated tone. "What are the other rules?"