The silence in the hall was heavy with thought, both Arderine and Nick had seated themselves, staring at the map with unseeing eyes, each lost in their thoughts.
Peritia traced the hills with her good hand, the other in a plaster. The cut had been deep, almost to the bone.
Leaving the two staring at the map, she settled down next to Aurora, who looked as confused as the first day she had met her.
“Do you remember the hills of Ammolofoi? “,she asked the quiet girl.
“Sand, that’s all I can remember”, came the quivering reply.