Sea Lion Shores Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.

As the stranger drew closer, so too did Minerva. It was like looking in a mirror at first; the light caught upon the stranger and burned in to her eyes, making her squint. She thought she was seeing some kind of mirage. But no, it was real - they were real. That voice -- I am Minerva. The woman introduces herself with some haste, and pauses before the other.

Something about Ostia is familiar. The svelte runner's body, the tones of her coat, the sharp quality to her face; but no, she does not know this woman, although they were still sisters. This one knew the ancient language of her own people and that gave Minerva some hope. I presume you have seen the coast, what is left of it? Everything, ruined. It should not have surprised her that more Nereides would surface now that the chaos had subsided.