according to visions

Alys

So it seemed that quests for healing waters were similar across regions - unsurprising, given the proclivity of Caido towards danger. Alys was certain that the lazy river would prove useful in future, because if nothing else was certain in this life, it was that Caido would never remain entirely peaceful for long. There was always something to come - whether an external force like the Family, or some mutated beast entirely from within their world - and King's End was rapidly growing towards readiness for such things.

So Alys hummed in agreement, gaze flickering with amusement towards Idalia, whose tiny fists were suddenly engulfed in scarred, calloused fingers. "I haven't, but I've heard that things have been busy there." She didn't know Colt well, save from seeing her here and there around King's End, but she wished the woman well in her ventures. Alys knew from experience what it felt like to long for something different, and though she couldn't quite grasp the rancher's drive in this regard, she couldn't begin to imagine the pain of losing everything one loved in a fire. Maybe, if such a thing happened to her, she'd run off to the desert, too.

gather 'round, here's how to get what you want
introduce a new religion of feeling like a boss

DEIMOS

ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood

Deimos couldn’t ever contemplate running off into the desert to ward away his problems, but given that he’d done so to an icy world instead, perhaps the notions weren’t too dissimilar. Not granting that voice, he instead tended to Idalia’s squeaks and murmurs, snorting when she clenched her fists inside of his grasp. “She told me there was a monster there,” unsurprising, given the way Caido operated, but either a hint of impending connections or another mere coincidence of the conflagration beginning to build from cinders, coal, and embers. “I have not seen this one before.”

He unfurled a bit of his incantations in front of them, water magic weaving solitary droplets into conformed images of a beast with too many eyes descending upon the sand – rendering it just as Colt had sketched and sent to him. “Just in case you are in the area,” and his lips quirked into a slight smile while his daughter looked on, eyes widening as the picture refracted and altered, making the massive creature appear as if it were moving.

watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same