“They come from somewhere else, if the rumors are believed. A strange people. A different people. It might work.” Saliss muttered. Mirn glanced at him as he tilted an hourglass over. “A different people? You’d better hope they’re nicer than we are to each other. Drakes, that is. Do you think they…understand…” Mirn tried to think. “…Different perspectives?” Saliss looked at Mirn. Neither Drake had the grounding to understand how funny that was.
~ Saliss and Mirn talking about the faerie flowers, 8.39













