Venido Canyon was awash with little black silhouettes tonight - but for now, it wasn't Guiyue's concern. When they'd talked last night, his sister had described fervently the strange affliction that had beset the Buckh Mountains' Lord Villoso, and then the Lightning Master on the coast. Ill tides approached, and a single elkh could have only one answer for that. So he took a detour to Venido Canyon, bringing sweet osmanthus and a dark pearl that glimmered in the moonlight. His little wisp, a ...
