Lost in more ways than one

It was a blessing (and maybe a curse, who knew yet!) that Makara had found her way to Auster by the time the next wave of phenomena happened. There had been whispers of more strange landscaping appearing off the coast of the Shimmering Shores, just a ways inland, but it was hard to rip her gaze away from the beautiful lights. Phytoplankton caused the reaction, she knew, but that didn't make it less beautiful. Her gaze snagged on an older, small woman cowering just off the shoreline, and she adjusted her goggles and picked her way across the sands towards her. "Hello, hello!" she called, boisterous as always, even though the stranger's mood seemed somber. "I've heard talk that the lands here have begun to change again, possibly in relation to this strange light - or, lack thereof - " she waved a paw to emphasize the blank, starless sky. "Care to come inland with me and investigate? Two sets of eyes are always better than one!"

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