Reylan shook his head. Faythe’s walls were solid. Her incessant need to protect those around her kept her worries and burdens on the side no one could penetrate. The way through was not to take a hammer to the barrier she’d so expertly crafted, brick by brick, her whole life; it was through patience and persistence without force, to get her to open the door she didn’t know she’d attached to it.
