A shadow is creeping across the surface of the sun.
A sky full of jewels.
As a cool wind sweeps across the Kut, the landscape grows dim.
The light is changing.
Jea braces herself against the rising wind.
The wind is rising.
Maybe more than just a breeze.
A bit of a breeze.
Guilty by association.
Back down the mountain…
Oba makes an unusual prediction.
Oba has a breakthrough. Science!
