They demanded total honesty but couldn't face the truth. Secrets seeded the garden. The urge to speak eventually receded. No one missed the sound much, but... memories became painful, and untold stories caused unwanted pregnancies and bastard loves.
He'd lick her feet to activate the magic. She kept herself hovering above the ground...trying to escape her shell before it smashed to pieces. Her magic was of the mundane kind usually seen at children's parties. No one told her she was crap, no one told her she was good.