Vervain
"Sunny? Is that you?"
They're a study in opposites, are the witch and the Flood. Sunjata looks a mess and Vai has never looked more put together, even out here in the desert. She's kept cool by a continual breeze that buffets against her skin, courtesy of her magic, and although the going certainly isn't easy, she's able to create clean air to ward off the stench of the sunshine pools as well.
Wearing a light, hooded cloak, she'd seen him from afar, at first, and had been planning to ignore him as another pilgrim to go and see Ghilio and give him water. But now she recognises the Very Tol Boy himself, picking up her pace and waving a hand to him as she tries to close the distance in the desert.
They're a study in opposites, are the witch and the Flood. Sunjata looks a mess and Vai has never looked more put together, even out here in the desert. She's kept cool by a continual breeze that buffets against her skin, courtesy of her magic, and although the going certainly isn't easy, she's able to create clean air to ward off the stench of the sunshine pools as well.
Wearing a light, hooded cloak, she'd seen him from afar, at first, and had been planning to ignore him as another pilgrim to go and see Ghilio and give him water. But now she recognises the Very Tol Boy himself, picking up her pace and waving a hand to him as she tries to close the distance in the desert.
