Ankyra Sound the oracle told him to beware the ides

the words come out abrupt, like a balloon letting out air. i still don't know if she's going to make it.

she devolves quickly into a line of thinking that would do her no good.  was it lazuline's fault that her belligerent persistence lead to someone's death? was it her fault for bringing them here in response to their exile? was it viridian's fault for pissing on moonglow's caches?  was it the snowbird's fault for attacking them?

or did it start earlier, somewhere untraceable?

she thought of all the paths she had been locked into, and the paths she still had left to take. 

the druids are skilled, she says, to ease herself and her company.  i am grateful to have met you, prophet.  and she was grateful to call him her friend, if only to herself.