Love mends even the broken parts
As Amalia emerged from the water, Loren padded around the side of the cathedral and peered at her suspiciously. The baker he'd met hadn't ever sounded this enthusiastic, and he couldn't imagine her calling everyone's attention to the god like that; he'd seen her puppet show and knew the reverence with which she spoke of the gods. Besides, the point was to find the god, and this gave it a chance to get away.
Plus he didn't want to go swimming.
So he sent his gulls to look out at the water instead. He himself joined Amalia and shaded his eyes, staring out at the ocean while keeping her in his peripheral vision. Where exactly did you see it? It was projected to her and her alone, and he tried his best to get a read on her mind.
Plus he didn't want to go swimming.
So he sent his gulls to look out at the water instead. He himself joined Amalia and shaded his eyes, staring out at the ocean while keeping her in his peripheral vision. Where exactly did you see it? It was projected to her and her alone, and he tried his best to get a read on her mind.
loren
