Gwynn took a step back, his people gathering more substance as they started to cross over.

"There is no way," he said.

"Yes," Shaylee told him through me, voice full of her tears. "There is. Please listen. I can put you and the Wild back to rest, but you must trust me."

He hesitated. "I do trust you, my love. Forgive me for that failing in the past."

"I do," we said. "Always and forever."

Gwynn's sadness lifted a little. "This way of yours," he ...