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

A low whimper nearly escaped Kalika as Akantha shared her pride. It had been years coming for something of the sort to happen to the young Adept; she couldn't remember a time in which anyone had ever praised her for the things that she did, so to hear the woman she respected the most tell her that someone had finally noticed was almost overwhelming. Thank you, she croaked as she nestled into Akantha's touch.