Northstar Vale she may contain the urge to run away

it was good to be in the company of women.

tamar longed fiercely for aquene. and her heart went to meadow, who appeared in need of a nurturing hand.

she inhaled and made her choice; a nod of red-gold head, a stepping-aside. "their names are antigone, zosime, and zulema"

why did she accept so quickly?

"i am sad, often, now that they are born." tamar's words were hushed. she invited meadow to walk with her. "what is this?"