"Did you not feel her presence? Feel her oldness. Or have you been sleeping for too long and forgotten your ability? I couldn't understand before, I figured I was just off, or maybe she knew a little Verrah, like the people I was telling you about earlier."
"You understand now?" He paused, in awe. "I'm just more confused."
She just looked at him again while nibbling at her cookie. "I am not saying I understand the stupid rhyme, just that it would make sense, that this Anne-Yetta person was Anne. If I had to pick anyone, it would have to be that woman. I mean, other than just the fact that her name is Anne."
He finished the last of his Dew with gloom.
"Want another?" She said as she pushed another stray hair away from her eyes.
