He listened as he swam, gliding over to the spring and scooped the jar over it where the water tasted different; cooler and earthier, even in the salty waves. Maneuvering in the shallow water around the rocks wasn't easy as the waves crashed in and tried to force him back to shore, or else dash him against the sharp stones, but Hadama endured the brief battering and lifted the jar into the air to keep the mixed water safe as he returned to Remi and offered the container back to him.
What is his name? Hadama's tone held a thoughtful curiosity, and a little wonder at the tale. And this watery refuge beneath the sand... is it an extension of Rae's Fingers?
What is his name? Hadama's tone held a thoughtful curiosity, and a little wonder at the tale. And this watery refuge beneath the sand... is it an extension of Rae's Fingers?
