Keylen

Stop running. Slow down. Breathe. Breathe. Don't turn around. No looking back. Keep walking.

A twig snaps and she whirls herself around, unwillingly admitting that she isn't quite alone as she'd hoped. Then again she knew she'd never truly been alone. Now there was unmistakable evidence to that fact.

"Hello?"

"Hello."

"Who are you? Do you know who I am? Why are you following me?" Stay calm. Keep your voice even.

"My name is Keylen, and yes, I know who you are. I will not speak your name here, for I know you have traveled far and wide to erase it from their memories." She motioned to the trees around us, fully understanding their power as I did. "I am not here to harm you, or to force you to travel a path you do not choose yourself. I am merely here to serve as a protection, should you need one. Though you have demonstrated time and again that protection is an area in which you rarely require aid. Nevertheless, I have come to offer myself to you. If not for protection or guidance, than for companionship. I know you can do this on your own, I am simply letting you know that you do not have to do this thing all alone. There are others on your side who are here, ready and willing, to do whatever you may need us to do. Please, stop running from me; let me walk and run with you. Please."

Her accent was thick, her message sincere.

"Come, Keylen. Let us go."