a soft place to land

And once upon a time on the shadowy streets of Torchline, a man had ambushed Vai in the dead of night and had instilled in the witch a sense of paranoia that would never leave, not for the rest of her days. And so even though she is used to Remi's random midnight travels, he is not usually so abrupt about it, and at the sudden movement in the bed the witch is already on her feet. Which is how both of her visitors will find the little cottage aglow with the hideous light of a ball of fire perfectly poised above Vai's fingertips. But hawk becomes man, and Remi's voice fills the air, and the fire winks out just as quickly as it appeared. "What happened? Is anyone hurt?" vervain well i'll rest my eyes and i'll let the earth breathe