Very Faraway

Chadstone wished Dakshana could make that promise, but she wouldn’t; she was too practical for that.

Dakshana patted Srina’s back awkwardly. “I’m home, all right? Your weaving will improve now that I’m here to wind your shuttles. Now come on - back to work. You want hunters to see your work, right? So you can marry?”

Srina asked, “Will you find a hunter?”

“I think I’ll spend time as a Storyteller,” Dakshana said.

Minka nodded. “You could find a hunter from a faraway tribe.”

“A very faraway tribe,” Dakshana said, and cast her glance toward shadows.

Chadstone wished she saw him.