Stone Circle I banish you with love.

It would be best to get on her way before being seen, she thought.

Yet, she thought it too late! Her legs did only begin to move when a voice lilted from a snowy hillside, and Silanga turned her eye sharply there, to see the pale figure. At first she did not know what she looked at: wolf, or prey, or some monstrous spirit summoned by her grief?

Silanga had never been afraid of spirits before — even those deemed malicious by the spirit-talkers of her home — but never before had she been faced with someone like this, either. There were many new things happening to the woman lately, and she was overwhelmed by them all.

I—I greet you, she answered softly, and then chose to smile, and the corners of her eyes became like a branching river. Can you tell me, what is this place? Those stones, she motioned with her nose to the distant shapes, —I have never seen anything like them.