getting ready - open; gathering water

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"You should be resting, ma'am." Starmap said softly, voice rasped and throat dry. She had come for water but had heard of what happened, the collapse and pregnancy announcement. She swallowed thickly, looking up at the sky. "Chas'ma chel Solstice. Abyssia ytu Fathom." And she shook her head, looking back at the two. "The Typhoon sounds like a place where Fathom would live. He likes oceans." And she hoped he was there. He would manipulate a little bit of water as well, though his will was strongest under the waves.

And she knelt by the water, suddenly unable to will herself to drink. She stepped back, squinting at the reflection of the sun on the water.

STARMAP - PHYSICALLY 3 - TANGLER

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