06-26-2016, 12:28 AM
Dande stands outside of her tent clearing out various ends of bottles of unlabelled liquids, tossing them in a crate. She stops every no and again to wipe her tear filled eyes. When the box is filled, she stands up, dusting off her dress, dagger on her belt, and heads off toward the woods.
"Papa always said, a clock never goes backwards, it just keeps going forward.No matter how to wind the clock, it will always go forward.You must try and be like a clock and keep going forward because the past is past and you cant change that."