Arialla tilted her head, the picture of a curious bird. That was you?
Right -- they'd spoken telepathically, so the woman she'd helped that day must have been Attuned. If she'd had lips, Arialla would have smiled. Well, I did say something about meeting under drier circumstances, didn't I?
That day remained a bright spot in Arialla's recently-darkened mind, a moment of carefree fun in a past that looked so much brighter than the present. Her life had been so much simpler then, so much easier. She'd thought herself haunted by homesickness -- she'd had no idea what was yet to come.
Thoughts like that made her voice a little more solemn when she added, I hope you haven't had any more trouble with encantados.
Right -- they'd spoken telepathically, so the woman she'd helped that day must have been Attuned. If she'd had lips, Arialla would have smiled. Well, I did say something about meeting under drier circumstances, didn't I?
That day remained a bright spot in Arialla's recently-darkened mind, a moment of carefree fun in a past that looked so much brighter than the present. Her life had been so much simpler then, so much easier. She'd thought herself haunted by homesickness -- she'd had no idea what was yet to come.
Thoughts like that made her voice a little more solemn when she added, I hope you haven't had any more trouble with encantados.
Arialla
Freedom. Flight. Grace. Keen-sight.
"Golden Eagle - Mongolia" by carfull...from Wyoming is licensed with CC BY-NC-ND 2.0.
