one step of a million

Wren spoke her wisdom, and all Sybil could do was stare solemnly at her dead fish. Not quite like her
lessons back home, but she'd heed it all the same. She took a moment to digest, face blank and body
still. She was committed already, she had made her own decisions, and yet the world took that away
from her. She was without foundation, and the way the stone walls creaked threatened great change.
Was it futile to try and return to what things were before?

She had decided, but the universe changed it's mind.

The girl resumed her steady work on the fish, picking at the flesh slower now. she appreciated the
advice. though Wren didn't have the benefit of the full context, her words were true and the
yearling appreciated the teaching. She would not respond, letting them both sit in silence
for a breath.

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[OOC: srry for the shortness! sleepy day today]