After she recovered, SilverMoon chose to stay by my side.
At first, she watched me like a creature lost in a snowstorm—
wary, silent, poised to flee.
But over time, that vigilance softened into confusion,
and then… a quiet curiosity.
I know there's no path left for her to return to.
But for someone like her,
is this world not just another labyrinth?
#DeadDreams