Rachel had stood at the base of the hill looking up at the Salmoon for a long time before she had finished explaining things to Mis and Pasor. It suddenly seemed so much bigger than before as it shimmered in the darkness.
She spoke to them both about the deteriorating realms and the issues Zala was experiencing. Mis had listened attentively, excitement to understand welling up within him.
He had dashed off to the Salmoon as soon as Rachel finished her explanation. While Pasor had stood in the same spot looking up at the Salmoon with a distant look of yearning. Rachel had decided to return to the small village next to the hill rather than climb up to the Salmoon just yet. She wanted to make sure of things. She wanted to go over her plans and suppositions of possible and probable outcomes and what actions could lead to each.
She sighed hard and looked out of the small town and into the abyss.
