[private] i do not want to move mountains

[Herrin]

------H E R R I N in short:-------------------------------------------------- all good things are wild and free Herrin cannot empathize with the worry that crosses the face of the amber-eyed girl, for he has lost no one in the flood. His mother, though she often lingered in the autumnal woods, was no fool. She would have been far ahead of the rising sea. His acquaintance with others had only ever been in passing, and his half-siblings and friends had long since sought their fortunes beyond the now-drowned lands. There is a haunted look that remains in Lillibet’s eyes despite the way she so deftly schools her face, and he wonders briefly where her parents are. The possibility that he might somehow be responsible for this brings an unexpected smile to his face, one that is audible in amusement coloring his voice when answers: “Getting away as fast as I could.” Herrin feels no shame at all in having saved himself, and he glances to the west. Perhaps there is a place in the Forest where he might find another nice creek. Or should he look for somewhere farther from the sea? “Where will you go now?” He asks the glowing girl who is no longer the princess of Sylva. Presumably wherever her family is, he thinks, though where that might be he has not bothered to consider until he asks. The possibility that they’ve drowned occurs to him, a rather sobering thought, and he looks back at the glittering sea rather than meet her eye.. @Lillibet