Noctisardor Bypass zodon

numbly she followed, unable to make sense of anything. the bypass seemed that much more unfamiliar, to have druid here, and then in the next moment, blessedly suffused with the good warm memories of rivenwood.
then her sister was close, shoulder to shoulder, swiping the wet from her coat, and as she became once more aware of her season burning under her flesh, heda began to cry, helpless, relieved sobs that racked her thin frame; she clung to druid and tried to forget everything else.