Deepwood Weald silver light,

"Yes," Miriam responded, "I am waiting for the rain to die down... But it seems it won't, anytime soon." An unfortunate event, perhaps they both would have to wait. However while it provided some coverage, it wasn't complete. She blinked as a drop fell upon her starry eyes, and gently tried to shake the water off of her head, "are you as well?"

She needed to go back, but it seemed difficult.