Dairine settled into her usual spot, protected by the spell she could cast as easily as drawing breath. So many things had happened to her and she didn’t even know where or how to even begin to untangling what happened.
Nita would be pissed if she knew Dairine had gone without her.
She kicked up a puff of dust from around her feet and watched it fall slowly back to the surface. Dairine grinned and picked up a handful and blew it out beyond her shield, taking in the sight of it racing across the moon, carried by her breath.
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