Hibernation Point pardesi, pardesi, jaana nahin

his eyes followed where she gestured, and then widened a little as she mentioned the moonspear. i haven't thought of that place in a long time, aditya remarked. his smile had faded, growing more pensive, thinking of the past. i met her once, seasons ago. —or thought he had, at least.

it must have been during his time in morningside. a search—no, it was the scouting trip upon which grayday had sent him, dawn, and pema, looking for healers to teach the latter.

dawn. as usual, the name of his first long-time mate sent a bolt of pain through him, and he drew his gaze away from verana. staring out over the hinterlands, wondering. . .

did she live? was she happy? he could only wish it so.

how do you know hydra? he asked, trying to keep thoughts of his old life at bay.