Firestone Hot Springs the boy who flew away

It's going to be just us. <3

She knew that freshwater lay behind her, but it was too far for them to travel with the boy so weak— and so Meteora took her chances, weaving slowly through the geysers in the hope that there would be a pond or river from which he could drink. Had she been more familiar with hot springs, she would have known their waters were safe to drink despite the overwhelming smell. "Where do you come from, óa psarión?" she queried with a voice of lilting alto. "For how long have you been sick?"

He did not look well now and returning him to health would take time, but she thought he would make a fine consort— and this easily beguiled, perhaps he would be easily broken, too. The Sea would make him strong, and when he was of age, might grant the Nereides with strong daughters.