Oh, she remembers, indeed. She remembers more than one should, even at her age. And perhaps she shouldn’t have left. Had asked someone else to go. There had been no questioning herself when she did it, though. She was going to safe the world. Or at least, that’s what she had thought.
That’s not to say that in the end, it wasn’t true - she indeed saved the world, in a way. Or rather saved the part of it that she deemed the most important- the people living in it. There had been images and memories and emotions that she had spared her mother from in this very spot, this very moment. Do you want to show me? and her answer had been a firm No. There were things, she understood back then, that she would not torture anyone else with. Especially not her mother, to know what danger she had put herself in.
She wonders now, if Breckin had known, if there would be a different world today. If something happened to her mother that had changed her, well - if she had known, would she have been more careful?
It is a foolish question though. No matter if things had been different that way, they aren’t in the moment. She takes a deep breath, only to find the scent of another friend of hers in the air. Her eyes crack open and her deep dark pools find the endless blue of Lilliana. Lilliana with child, too, she notices; very much so. When had she not paid attention? Oh well - the red mare deserves her happiness, whoever that had been with. Certainly this time it can’t have been Wolfbane, or she would have heard, so she reckons she found something in someone else’s embrace; even temporary was a good thing.
Her mind flies to Corban and the girls for a heartbeat, and she smiles a little. At least her daughters were close, and she could be there for them. Even if they’d never know her grandmother in the way that they should.
Right now, she focuses on the chestnut mare in front of her. ”Hi, Lilli.” she smiles a bit, though not as wide as she would have, given lighter thoughts on her mind. Right now she wallowed in the past, carried a sorrow with her that she couldn’t entirely shake. Lethy had seen right through to it, and she expects no different from Lilliana. She remembers the red mare asking about her family and Nerine’s history once, when they brought back Ruth and her mother, and she wonders if perhaps talking about it now, might help. Lethy had seemed to think so, but Wen isn’t sure if Lilli is in the mood for it now.
She has new life to focus on, after all.
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