Vi was vexed. When he was vexed he was restless, which was why one blazing dawn saw him skating down the rivulets and currents of the Stonesong, his bare feet a whisper on the water, lost in the haunting melodies of the river. Overhead there was nary a cloud, save for the one he had conjured to blot out the troublesome couple of stars that still irked him.
To disrupt the nature of things for the sake of some mortal emotions? What had Safrin been thinking? He doubted Rae would care, but similarly this did not sit right with him. Souls were one way or the other. They walked with Vi or with Mort. Not in the sky.
Brooding, he brushed a hand over one of the stones as he drifted by, causing the moss there to brighten and blossom.
To disrupt the nature of things for the sake of some mortal emotions? What had Safrin been thinking? He doubted Rae would care, but similarly this did not sit right with him. Souls were one way or the other. They walked with Vi or with Mort. Not in the sky.
Brooding, he brushed a hand over one of the stones as he drifted by, causing the moss there to brighten and blossom.
VI
