with a reverence unimpaired

Through the tendrils of her magic Delah can feel Amalia's presence. She wants to shriek at her to get out of the way and to stop interfering with things she does not understand. If not all of her magic was wrapped up in the fall of the child she might have thrust Amalia back into the pit—or straight into a tree. But as it is, the chief's focus is inwards, and her eyes are downcast as she weaves the net for the child.

Coding base by Sky!