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</div>The noises in the kitchen of Silvlid Manor were frightening and disorienting to Mue.  Still, Missus Crowther's greeting brought Mue some small measure of calm.  She could see that Oz had inherited much of her loveliness from her friend's mother's side of the family.  Yet there was a weariness in the older woman's eyes that terrified Mue, not so much that Missus Crowther was old but that something else seemed to have sucked the hope out of her gaze. '<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"><i>Well</i>,'</span>thought Mue, '<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"><i>Mister Crowther had died during this last year, so it was more than understandable that Missus Crowther was still in mourning.</i></span>'<br/><br/>Oz seemed to be holding back a little.  It was probably tough for her, also, to get the words to come out of her mouth about asking her mother if she should leave the woman all by herself and go away.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">Missus Crowther,</span>" began Mue, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">there's mages from White Castle in town.</span>"  The goblin girl felt awful, now, about asking the older woman if she thought her daughter should leave her alone in this frozen hell-hole.  "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">They're offering scholarships.</span>"  Mue's sentences were a little broken with the emotional difficulty that she was feeling.  "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">I want to go, but it seems likely they won't take me.  Everyone knows Wisteria...,</span>" Mue consciously called Oz by her proper name, because Missus Crowther called her 'Wisteria', "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">has foresight magic.</span>"  Mue took a brief second for a hard swallow and said, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">Do you think she should leave Ashburn?</span>"<br/><br/>Admitting that she probably wouldn't be able to go to White Castle was a blow to Mue's dreams.  Her future likely had her digging ditches in the permafrost, looking for small game to cook, finding some other wretched goblin to marry for mutual support and every day hopelessly having the life sucked out of her by this cold, cold town.