Arrow Lake studying about that good old way

Diaspora, she repeated, committing the name and the scent to memory. Thank you, Maegi said again. She gave the barest of smiles, though one filled with gratitude, to the woman before turning her attention once more to her children. Come on, let's go—we'll stop to rest when we find a good place.

With a final nod toward the Diaspora scout, the trio shuffled away, onward to their next destination—wherever that might be or whenever it might occur.

last from me -- all parties can get another post in, otherwise I'll archive in a few days!