Tension clouds Rowena's vision more than the physical fog. A thousand thoughts scatter across the floor of her mind, so many emotions. At first all she felt was giddy, but far gone is the eagerness of early this morning. The cold vice that gripped her heart all winter long returns. Rowena feels the breath hitch in her throat and hot tears sting the back of her eyes, but she doesn't allow herself to cry. She swallows her tears and her face fades to neutral.

Rowena's heart is at war, her love for Macabre fighting the feelings of anger, and jealousy. Guilt overwhelms her but does nothing to ease such negative emotions towards her best friend. Rowena has been nothing but a shadow to the little red mare for far too long. Seeking comfort after the loss of her father, she found only a backseat to Macabre's growing family. And now, eager to introduce a new friend to an old friend, a day she thought would be about closure for all of them, turns into a reunion of sorts for Macabre and Midas. Whether their history left them on good or bad terms, their unexpected meeting has altered the focus of the day. It's no longer about finding closure, but about rehashing a past in which Rowena is not involved. Once again, Rowena finds herself taking a back seat.

Rowena hears what is said. She acknowledges with a nod, her gaze drifting slowly out to sea. Rowena accepts Macabre's apology with a smile that does not reach her eyes. She says nothing as she steps into the water after the others. She leaves the crossing isle now with no intention to return.