For four days and the better part of five nights had seen a terrible early-spring storm. Rain had fallen from the sky as though it had intended to flood the world beneath it and leave every inch of the earth covered in a vast sea. There had been flooding too, every stream, every river bank had overflowed their beds, swallowing up the ground and thundering along with such force that they tore up small trees and caused destruction which no one could have prepared for. The flooding rains had come with a driving wind that made the nearly black clouds flash with lightning and echo with thunder that seemed loud enough to make the earth shake with i
Hunting for Spring//Part 2: Kalath, Pascale, Vail by lastsorceress, literature
Literature
Hunting for Spring//Part 2: Kalath, Pascale, Vail
Exactly as expected the sun was up and out with the breaking of the dawn without a single solitary cloud to mar the bleeding of pink and gold and purple through the sky. It was brilliant, almost blinding in its beauty. There was nothing quite so remarkable as the sunrise, and it did not matter where one was in the world it was always beautiful. Today he got to watch that gold spill out over the tokota who traveled at his side. It affected them each in a different way. The light made Kalath shimmer like freshly fallen snow, the sharp contrast of his dark mane making it look at times as though his face and body were disconnected from one anothe
