Chapter 22: Something Strange
Hours had slipped by like a breath, and the sky above the clan had thickened with heavy, steel-gray clouds.
Drip drip!
The rain started soft but soon grew steady.
Drip drip drip drip!
Drops pelted the stone ground, forming puddles that mirrored the glow of lanterns.
Lira Cole stood outside the temple, scanning a list of names with a furrowed brow. Beside her, a man in a fully blue tunic moved his hands, fingers tracing slow circles as he stared at the sky.
Swish!
The water seemed to obey him, veering mid-air to avoid Lira and those nearby.
'What a pain,' Lira thought, wiping a stray drop from her cheek.
Her assistant, a young guy in a black tunic like hers but with brown trim instead of blue, stood next to her. He held a board with parchments, checking off names as spectators arrived.
His quill scratched the paper, though the rain smudged the ink slightly.