‘Up to a point,’ Pense said quietly. ‘We saw a Change as we flew in. The site was underwater to begin with, and then the flowers came in.’
Avane gathered her son into her arms and held onto him. She was worried, of course, but she gradually calmed and her face turned thoughtful instead. ‘That is likely the first Change since it happened, then,’ she said. ‘And that is interesting. You said northwest?’
Pense nodded. ‘Northwest, westish. About ten of your miles, as Llan has said.’
‘Mm.’ Avane thought a little.
Pense, too, was lost in thought. Silence fell among the rest of us as we each turned over the problem in our own minds. ‘You did not see or hear of anybody unusual in these parts?’ I said at last, to Avane and Wrima.
Both women shook their heads. ‘When the chaos began, we did wonde
