Verdant Basin he speaks of the sickening longing, the unwell emotion.

sunset came before she made her arrival.
the water here had stilled. whatever bugs had been present in the summer heat had died off, leaving a silence everywhere. she followed the sound of veran's voice but she also took her time.
as magnolia came romping through the muck, she called out to him: aye, boy! haven't seen ya inna couple days. as she moved to where he waited, she bumped shoulder-to-shoulder, and reached playfully at one of those copper ears.
her nose wrinkled after. ya smell like people.