Swiftcurrent Creek let heaven and nature sing

moonshine. bhediya remembered aatma in the cave and wondered if this meeting was his doing. a way of making peace, beginning the reparations needed to mend their broken relationship. maybe, she replied, i haven't thought about it much, but i don't think i'd like to live alone. it sounded tortuous, to live such a lonely existence. 

i'm bhediya, the sylph replied, i'm not sure how you might shorten that, but you might surprise me. she remembered andraste's name for her; bees, as it were. turning toward the cave, she motioned for moonshine to follow.

she didn't plan to walk all the way back, but thought that a stroll would make their company more enjoyable. do you have a place to live? she asked, wondering why someone so young might be on their own.