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trees towered above, ancient evergreens coated in a thick layer of snow that weighed heavy on their branches. this land was still unknown, and with morwenna reunited with fa'liya, the norsewoman took it upon herself to scour ahead.
they could do with the privacy. even if it twisted her gut with a quiet, unfamiliar ache.
she misses her children. the tiny faces she’d never get to see grow, the lives she’d never get to touch. fa’liya deserved this time with her mother.
the forest pulses beneath, the trees, and the wind connected—waiting, watching, alive. faces had been few and far between. but surely, such a land was not so abandoned.