Mikil wanted to ask Lady Deianera so many questions. She wanted to scream:<br/>"You can speak with them? Please, please, tell them that I love them. And tell them that I miss them!"<br/>But, before she could the Wise Woman turned her attention to the girl with the Cloth over her eyes. Mikil whimpered slightly, and slapped her hand over her mouth. Every muscle in her body wanted to run! Away from the mountain and everyone on it. She even turned to go.<br/>But, she was frozen in place by a prophecy of sorts.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"My dears, you stand upon the beginnings of a long road...you will need each others strength and compassion to reach its end..." </span>That was what Lady Deianera had said.<br/>So, as much as she didn't like showing vulnerability of any kind, she had to stay and see what the Wise Woman had meant. She turned and studied the odd girl with as much attention as she could manage. She could see variations of some of her own types of pain in her eyes. Loss, and longing. But, there was something else...<br/>Something that looked like guilt.<br/>She felt sympathy for her, and an odd feeling that she was somehow linked to this girl, not unlike the feeling she felt when she saw Nathalyan climbing the Mountain.