He's going to kill them they have to get away--
she commands it--
and then they are away and it occurs to her that she never specified where to. She slowly unclenches her arms from their death grip around her sister and looks around.
Oh, no, the side effects take a long time to build up, and they don't work like that. There are three kinds of magic, and they each require a different frame of mind, and they sort of--push you farther into that frame of mind.
Yeah, I guess I phrased it pretty alarmingly. Sorry.
For the record our planet only has one moon.
Pretty sure! I don't think I've ever heard anyone claim otherwise. And it'd complicate the tides something awful.
Illia continues socializing with her sister when she's on break from food production and sending Peka small-talk-y emails. She makes preliminary inquiries to the Tapai government about the possibility of going to Orvara to talk to theologians.
Well it sort of seems like Tapa is trying to act proprietary of them.
That's fascinating! It has all kinds of implications. (Theologians deal with pollution but also seem to have opinions on relationships, being a good member of your caste, sleep schedules, childrearing, and other miscellany.) They're very curious.
The Tapai government blue who has been the sisters' liaison says quietly that they're going to have more trouble restraining the journalists after this.