Shimmering Sands it's the siren's song; she sings for us, sister

It's fair to mention that by this point, Kalika didn't much like Indie. She didn't like the way she spoke or the way she walked; she didn't like how she acted or how she thought, and so of course, she wasn't too keen on having to hold a conversation with her. Yeah well, I'm not from around here. Kalika looked around to see if there was anyone nearby, perhaps someone who could swoop in and halt the conversation before it got to far, but sadly, they were alone. Kalika. It was said quickly and with a smooth haste only the most bothered individuals could handle. Indie was much too pompous for Kalika's tastes, and for a moment, she hoped that the sea would push out a wave big enough to carry them both under.