Starglow Basin trastornado

sangre was tended to.

the boy drifts off. he looks like a felled guanaco. folded on his side, limbs under him.

and soto, exhaustion rimming his bloodshot eyes, watches the witch reproachfully. hatefully. reverently.

the good doctor will do her work. soto just oversees it.

it's all he can do as the minutes tick by to stay awake.

but he must not sleep.

not yet. there is work to be done if starglow basin is to be their new home.