Bearclaw Valley a pale blue dot

located within stillrift.

When the man came he said the same things. It was either that or silence, and the pining for her mother. Indra did not want to give in; she loved her mother, held her memory close. She wanted to be awake for when Laurel came for her - but sleep begged to be had, then soon enough she was drifting. Dreaming. Seeing at once the woman in the cave — and in the waking hours, the emptiness around herself.
Someone else came today. They carried food with them — Indra could smell it — and when she looked for the source, there was a figure more composed than the man; they did not limp in the same way. She stole glances and then, as they were descending in to the rift, she ducked herself, coiled tightly by some rocks.