None of my answers make Syl very happy - not that it makes a great deal of difference to her perpetual frown. But I cannot blame her, for my answers are not very encouraging.
And then, in a flash, her expression changes. Her hand falls slack and her mug falls to the ground.
"We make't rain," I says, lookin' up't th'sky, deep blue'n cloudless, an'en back't Hermia. "We need t'make't RAIN."
"Oh!" I gasp, and my smile bursts back back onto my face. "Oh my goodness. Yes! Something that will touch everyone, something that they will not even think about. Air and water - both of our strengths. And earth, too, for the river touches that as well, and takes some of its essence. Everything that Nanshe's spirit is in, we can turn into rain!"
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Date: 2014-01-14 06:07 pm (UTC)And then, in a flash, her expression changes. Her hand falls slack and her mug falls to the ground.
"We make't rain," I says, lookin' up't th'sky, deep blue'n cloudless, an'en back't Hermia. "We need t'make't RAIN."
"Oh!" I gasp, and my smile bursts back back onto my face. "Oh my goodness. Yes! Something that will touch everyone, something that they will not even think about. Air and water - both of our strengths. And earth, too, for the river touches that as well, and takes some of its essence. Everything that Nanshe's spirit is in, we can turn into rain!"