Dragoncrest Cliffs A song that's too perfect for words

She watched approvingly as Suzu picked it up and noted that she held it correctly. If her granddaughter had been in danger of a misplaced claw, especially to the eye, Rosalyn would have had her drop it immediately. Some injuries weren’t worth the lesson.

Perhaps. She looked to where it had disappeared, thinking back to the way it had looked when she appraised it in the pool. Already the details of its appearance were nearly lost… just a longer shape and two claws, blue as the sea.

Maybe it was a crab loa. If it is, you’ve earned some favor. Rosalyn smiled indulgently, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. She would never trust the supernatural, and any thought of spirits disquieted her. Nothing that remained ever had a good reason for doing so.