"Her wings were so big, they dragged behind her when she walked. And they were strong. They could carry her above the clouds and into the headwinds. And they never faltered, not even once. She trusted them", he said to her before looking off to the side and remembering something. He wondered if it was a good time to do so but he had to. "I want to show you something. Follow me", he lead her to the sacred part of the Moors to the pool where his mother laid.