Herbalists' Cache to tell of joys in storms

Sea is… a cycle? Like caribou? A pause. Or does the sea not have an end? No wall nor land to surround and restrict it?

But again - she decided not to let her mind wander too far in the direction of the sea. Stay with Saatsine, she decided - remain where warmth lay, then journey when she was strong enough. When she no longer had anything to hold on, here in the cache.

Instead she turned to the sky, to the snow, to the things that looked eternal, until a mere blink, a split second, would render them changed by time.

What makes something endless? she asked. What limits infinity?