'Blossom' 'Eventually The Lady reaches a clearing. The fleeting figure had disappeared, seemingly for good, and she instead found herself in front of the most beautiful tree of blossom. As her eyes made their way down the trunk, she noticed a small pile of white fur at the roots. On closer inspection she realized it was a fawn with an injured leg, all alone. Carefully she scooped up the fragile thing and turned, ready to begin the journey back home. But to her enormous surprise the path was now completely clear, and she could see the lights of the manor winking in the distance'