PHOEBE
She could see the pain it caused him. It was almost tangible. "I'm sorry." she said softly. What else was there to say? Even the condolence would feel hollow, this she knew well. There was nothing that could really soothe the ache one felt at losing their family.
"My family is in another world that was war torn. I've no way of knowing their fates." she said, trying to relate to him. "And I've miscarried twice. It is hard, but it does get easier with time to bear." she said, setting the portrait down carefully.
"The Greatwood will help you heal and start again." she said gently with a small smile.
"My family is in another world that was war torn. I've no way of knowing their fates." she said, trying to relate to him. "And I've miscarried twice. It is hard, but it does get easier with time to bear." she said, setting the portrait down carefully.
"The Greatwood will help you heal and start again." she said gently with a small smile.
You thought you'd watch me fade away
When you broke me into pieces
But I gave I gave each piece a name
