Blackwater Islands The sands of time make one hunger for knowledge

She nodded when her mother spoke, tucking the tidbit of knowledge about the Sea away. It seemed that Kalika wished for her to hold the Sea and Moon at a higher level of importance than her own adoptive mother, which must mean that They are like mothers to the girl as well. Looking at the ebbing tide with fresh eyes, she started to understand. The Sea semed to the sprite like a strict mother, remembering how She had kept her afloat when she trusted Her, but pulled her almost violently under when she lost faith.

Her mother's words, and the loud rumble of her hungry stomach, pulled the sprite out of her thoughts. Noting how she must have been staring out at the cascading waves, Calypso made sure to focus her attention on Kalika. Nodding in confirmation, she spoke with one of the many Greek words she had overheard and interpreted, "Nai momma!" she grinned and flicked her small tail happily, hoping to have made her mother proud with her usage of their language.