Botany I: the beginner's guide

Virga... And the sickly thing quails before you. It feels good for a moment, until you look at her and see the bones sticking out of her, the way she trembles, and then you just feel angry. Thrashing, directionless anger pulses in your heart. Why is she like that? Tiny and sickly and so near your sister? Why is she so pathetic quivering down in your shadow? A snort of disgust leaves you, and you step back as Savera moves in to soothe. The strange thing speaks, but not aloud, and your ears twist back in a brittle expression of distrust. Eira. You don't want its name. You ought to leave it so the Rift can finish it off. But Savera doesn't seem to agree. Coolly, you glance at your sister, at her features so interested. If the thing poses no threat... But why get attached to it? It's clearly bound for a shallow grave sooner or later. You don't understand, but you don't wish to upset your sister, either, so you merely stand behind her, glowering. light shines brighter in the dark

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