Mara would sit by the river after returning from Lathander farms. Looking out over the river near the Dancing Moon at the spot she had decided to have her cottage built. Speaking out loud to herself.
I just don't understand some. Perhaps my views of this land have changed. Perhaps others have changed...perhaps I have changed. Matters not what others think of me. I will continue to do my duties and pray to my goddess for guidance.
She continues to stare out at the river then pulls a notebook out making a few drawings of the cottage she wants.