Blackwater Islands still clutching at moons and echoes and emptiness and shadow

Two delicate steps landed the young sylph in the middle of the rosey patch, her tail gracing over the shells. Although her heart initially raced with both anxiety and excitement, Akantha's reassuring words and explanation of the task at hand helped to calm Kalika. She gave one last look over her shoulder in a search for the Matriarch's eyes, then turned back in the direction of the Sea with her held tilted up to the Moon. Kalika sucked in one deep breath before beginning her prayer, hoping that the prayer would not fall on deaf ears.

I am bold and strong. I am confident. I am the Mothers' daughter
I am Her Fury and Her patience. I am Her, as They are me
I follow my heart's desires fearlessly but I am grateful for the lessons I have learned
I embrace the new beginning, and the unfolding path ahead
I am reborn with this New Moon​.

She didn't want to speak immediately to Akantha, nor did she wish to allow her eyes to trail from the Moon's gaze. So she stood watching, waiting for something to happen.