"Yes," she says. "I will weave a breeze around us by stirring Air."
The sky-blue and white thread in the center of the golden stream brightens further, widens, and floats to the top of the torrent, settling into Moiraine's hands. She twists it into a small spiral, and the sensation of cool air against skin surrounds them.
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Date: 2020-09-17 04:59 pm (UTC)The sky-blue and white thread in the center of the golden stream brightens further, widens, and floats to the top of the torrent, settling into Moiraine's hands. She twists it into a small spiral, and the sensation of cool air against skin surrounds them.