eighth sunrise;

[lastisocorn]

[Quorra thought she could keep it together, but it's all proving to be far, far too much. Whatever peace she tried to maintain between the people of her world seems to be effectively and thoroughly shattered, and she's devastated both with worry and with guilt over keeping something from one of the most important people in her life. Overwhelmed by what will surely be a difficult road ahead, she retreats to the comforting branches of Alexstrasza's tree. She curls up there, hugging her journal to her chest. Peace eludes her right now, no matter what she does. For the first time in a long time, she can't seem to do anything but weep.]

[OOC: SAD GIRL IN SNOW A TREE. Feel free to come across her, though she is not as sweet and peaceful as usual, given recent happenings.]