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Kas is sadder, after Inkeri's prophecy. And it gets worse as time goes on. The closer they get to Isabella's return, the more it hurts.
He tries to do the best he can for Helen regardless. Helen, in turn, hugs him a lot and doesn't fuss when he cries on her. They make a good team that way.
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Helen nods.
"I don't know how many tries it'll take us. I hope it's only one. It must be worse to have to do it a lot of times."
"I don't know how many tries it'll take us. I hope it's only one. It must be worse to have to do it a lot of times."
Inkeri shrugs.
The next morning, carrying bagged lunches and a length of white silk, Ranata collects her grandchild.
The next morning, carrying bagged lunches and a length of white silk, Ranata collects her grandchild.
Ranata instructs Helen in how to tie on the white silks - it's a simple tie, not used with the everyday black ones - and they go north.
Ranata lands at the edge of the waste.
Ranata lands at the edge of the waste.
telesonorous
Kalavar lands a little ways along the edge; Helen lands beside her, and hugs her, and then starts walking.
"It hurts," Kalavar murmurs, pressing forward against the edge of the waste as far as she can.
"I know," Helen murmurs back. "Me too."
She keeps going.
"It hurts," Kalavar murmurs, pressing forward against the edge of the waste as far as she can.
"I know," Helen murmurs back. "Me too."
She keeps going.
telesonorous
Kalavar rustles her wings unhappily, careful not to disturb the air too badly for Castarilan's sake. "I know," she says, "but it hurts."
telesonorous
Kalavar waits.
Helen walks. Pretty quickly, too. The sooner she gets there, the sooner it's over, right?
Helen walks. Pretty quickly, too. The sooner she gets there, the sooner it's over, right?
telesonorous
Helen is very shortly visible dashing back across the waste. She tackle-hugs her daemon; Kalavar nuzzles her exuberantly.
telesonorous
"Good plan," says Helen.
"I'll race you!" says Kalavar.
"I'll ride you," laughs Helen.
"Ooh," says Kalavar. "Better plan!"
"Lunch first," Helen says firmly.
"I'll race you!" says Kalavar.
"I'll ride you," laughs Helen.
"Ooh," says Kalavar. "Better plan!"
"Lunch first," Helen says firmly.
telesonorous
Om nom nom lunch lunch lunch.
And then it is time to fly!
Helen climbs on Kalavar's back holding her cloudpine. It is surprisingly comfortable. The wind is good enough that Kalavar hardly has to run; she just spreads her wings, lumbers into the wind for a few steps, and lifts off.
And then it is time to fly!
Helen climbs on Kalavar's back holding her cloudpine. It is surprisingly comfortable. The wind is good enough that Kalavar hardly has to run; she just spreads her wings, lumbers into the wind for a few steps, and lifts off.
telesonorous
Kalavar has a pretty good sustained top speed. A cloudpine could outpace her, but not by a lot.
And flying daemonback is, apparently, even more fun than flying cloudpine.
And flying daemonback is, apparently, even more fun than flying cloudpine.