Have You Ever Seen The Rain

She should have figured when she said she was a healer that the woman would notice the spider bite bothering her. ”Ah..” Her eyes looked upward, as if to catch a glimpse of her afflicted appendage. ”A spider bit me.” She told her honestly, tongue flicking as her ear did so again.

Iolaire was sympathetic to her yearning for home, but tried to point out a tiny lining. She knew she loved it because she really missed it. Venom would think about it, but for now pushed the thought aside. What if they left? She was relieved when she was explained that volcanoes do not erupt terribly often, and if Venom didn’t see another eruption for the rest of her life she wouldn’t complain.

Her thoughts were never far from the loss of her father, and speaking of the volcano was never easy. Though she didn’t cry her bright eyes became misty as she held back her emotion. ”Good. They’re terrible.” She stated with absolute conviction.