I don't want a whole lotta might-have-beens

The Voice. There it was. He sighed deeply, hurt clear in his face. Remi now, too? Why did everyone suddenly doubt his Goddess, the same time that he had finally come to know and love her? It felt deeply unfair. That he could be judged just for walking through the woods while being connected to The Voice. "I suspect because she wanted us to get out of the Hollowed Grounds? We have been trapped here for many years, remember. The barrier was there to trap The Voice and the Ascended in. So...I think she's just encouraging our independance." It was mostly guesswork, but he definitely didn't believe that The Voice had any bad intentions for the woods. Sam took a step back, frowning. "Remi. You know I wouldn't try to do something like that, right?" Why would everyone doubt his integrity so? SAMUEL How could a night so frozen Be so scalding hot? How can a morning this mild Be so raw?