a line at the edge

Ashe the woods are lovely, dark, and deep but i have promises to keep    Ashe’s smile turned warm, and she turned her eyes down to watch Aoife. ”He wouldn’t touch a crab,” she joked, straightening from her bent over position and glancing for a second towards the painting. ”He screamed like a little girl and kicked it further than we could see when one crawled over his foot - it was an interesting way to meet.”    The sharp ache in her chest was not lessened in the slightest, even with the knowledge that she would be going to Safrin, that she would try. She tilted her head to Remi, her lips tightening. ”Is there anything you need, Remi?” she asked quietly. Of course, what they needed was Ronin back.. But he was tending to an infant all on his own. ”I’m here now, okay? I’m not.. I’m not gonna make the same mistake again.” No more vanishing and missing everything, no more running from what was thought about her pain and her scars and how she dealt with it. She would not lose anyone and look back with crushing regret on how absent she’d been again. and miles to go before i sleep.