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a change overcame dwin, who now looked as if the rain had come and snuffed out every candle in her parade. val’s brow furrowed at the non-answer. she seemed distracted and suddenly withdrawn, not unlike an urchin retracting in on itself.

okay, what about this? val breathed through his nose, trying best to frame his question in a way that would be easily answerable. is your mom looking for you?

in that moment val was reminded she was so very young. he may have been her age too, when he left home — yet he’d been extraordinarily lucky to only meet wellmeaning travelers on the road. when i was your age, i left home too. i missed my maman something fierce, but i wanted to see it all. he took a deep sigh and looked to the sky, where trees leaned in and clouds mutely traipsed across braids of blue. but i came back. do you need me to bring you back home?