The journey would carry her through the hills and past several cairns that she used to mark her trails.  Home consisted of a small estate nestled in the prime thick of farm land just at the corner edge of the forest .  Lilianna used to hate trees, having been lost in the depths of a northern forest for what seemed to be to her, ages.  It was a lonely memory that flittered through her mind so briefly.  It touched but a moment and would linger in her thoughts through out the day to come.<br/><br/>Entering through the stone wall Lilianna was greeted by the sounds of girlish voices . Children of those that tended the land and chores for the most part had always been prevalent when she returned home.  It was her stories they longed for most , the ones that spoke of the odd opportunities that fate had offered her in her youth.  Not many women could state they had as rich as a past as Lili did and though she knew it was not all glorified, these young children seemed to thrive on the lessons to be found in Lili's tales.<br/><br/>"Out da way lass, out da way " she spoke quietly while shooing a child off of her skirts as she trudged forward towards the door of the home. It was a simple field stone construction, modest by any standards. Nothing grand in her opinion, the building being only one story and set up in a way to be easily heated by the hearths that lay randomly through out.  The kitchen was a gathering place that Lili preferred as she stepped in and gave a nod to the dark haired lass that tended to a kettle hanging over the flames. " Do ya bring me more mouths to feed " she asked the young woman as she perched herself upon the bench at the table.<br/><br/>The young woman turned about as she put the wooden spoon down and regarded Lili studiously.  There was little bit of mirth etched in those dark blue eyes and though she resembled Lilianna greatly, it was evident they had their differences. " nae, they just be wanting to hear yer stories is all. "  The girl sat down across from Lili and began to cut up some vegetables for the stew she was making.<br/><br/>"Mairi, do nae think me tales be just the rantings of a mad woman. They be me life . " Lili said sharply to which Mairi had glanced up and given a hint of a smile. " I know mathair, I know. " she spoke in a soft tone.  Moments would draw by and silence would grow between them as Lili would think of the not too distant past ,though her eyes would be fondly set upon the girl before her. The memories obviously too painful to speak on in that moment.