Azriel could not believe how fast her tears fell. The Shamam had made her relive each memory, she had seen in the current and she had finally given in to the pain and uncertainty around her. Her tears fell, for the mother she had never seen, for the father whom she had lost in a moment, whom she had loved so much and been unable to say goodbye to. She cried for Eva, who might be married by now to the Duke of Ascan, trapped in a loveless marriage, she cried for Andora, now lost to her forever, and she cried for Ashdeer and her unexpressed love for him.
The Shamam kept encouraging her, as she cried, "There's a good girl, yes, just like that she cries and gives me what I want. There...there now.....not all that you see in the currents is real you know, not all of it happens also, some may, some may not, it just shows you the many choices you make and the consequences of them. No need to cry so much now girl, my cup is pretty full."
