Northstar Vale inevitable

Tamar—bubbly with an addictive personality. No sooner did she come across the Morphe was she greeted—and all practiced speech of what she had intended to say went out the window completely, caught by surprise to the question. I’ve wanted to teach for a long time now, she replied, gaze studying the warm features of her friend. Once I learned more of my craft.

Then, unable to help it: Why? And a pause, a small laugh. Listen, I was looking for you…