The girl had celebrated, danced, wandered, chatted and delayed. She had entered the caves, exited them, went to the Veins of the Gods and came back. She had traversed the land, cursed the snow, smiled and laughed, and so many other activities. What she had not done was return to the Edge. She had thought about it- she had wanted to, dreamed of it, hoped for this day to come and yet... when it had finally come, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

She wasn't really sure why it was such a hard trip to make. After all, she was queen of the land now, wasn't she supposed to want to be there? And yet, there many reasons keeping her away. Perhaps first and foremost was that she was scared- frightened to her very bones. After all, the Edge was where she had been attacked and turned into a monster. If she returned there, would her monster be there as well, awaiting her return? But there were other reasons too. What if this was all a dream- what if she went home and Mirage was there to pat her head, call her Glazier and send her on her way? Or what if it had been taken over in their absence, hoarded by some monstrous being that deemed himself king of the land?

Then there was also the wall to contend with. She could hardly think of it as anything other than a prison wall now. Lace had trapped her in, albeit not on purpose, but she had been trapped nevertheless, trying to escape and being unable. And how could she walk the land, proclaiming peace to all if she was queen of a land where they kept others out with a glassy facade? She had been so proud of the thing, she had tired over it for a month, pouring her heart and soul into every inch of that stupid structure and now? Now she just wished it had never been built.

But regardless of walls or monsters, Mirage and dreams, she couldn't stay away forever. She had to go home- and so home, she finally went. It gave her sick pleasure to see that the wall was broken down in many places, not nearly as glorious as it once had been. And so instead of being angry at it, instead of screaming and kicking what she had originally imaged to be an intact structure, she laughed. She laughed, and she galloped, and she bounced, and she threw her head back. The wall had fallen.

And as she galloped through one of the many new holes in the barrier, she caught sight of an unmistakeable creature in the distance. “Kaj!” she called out brilliantly, slowing to a canter, trot and then walk as she came up alongside him, body somewhat damp from her exertion and sorely missing the fires that no longer burned here. But... and then her, daft as she was, suddenly realized- this was no dream. If the fires were gone then Mirage was gone. And though her heart lamented the loss of the Dragon Queen it rejoiced in her reality. This was her Edge, Kaj was her King and together the Stormbringer and Sunshower would bring their heard through any weather that faced them.

So when he passed by Mirage's old pulpit, the Sunshower did not question his actions or do anything other than give the place a passing glance. Her king would guide her in all matters, this included. And when he halted, spread his wings to the heaven, Kahlua threw her head up and whinnied, her voice overlaying with his words, calling their herd back to their home. Home... It was nice to be able to say the word again.