Agis approached Rain and beckoned him to talk privately. The camp is agitated and busy preparing, they will not notice their talk.
“I know that you feel you have connection with water, and I feel that I have been unfair to you all these years. Now, if you could help, we need it. We need to find more water and within a week would be my guess.”
Rain responds with a hoarse voice, “Less unless we conserve. I am glad that you approached me with your concern. In my dream last night, she spoke to me. She mention that she knew we were leaving, but she would not abandon us. She will guide me, I am confident.”
Agis was not as sure. He didn’t like his mother, a Mul raising a child was sacrilege. However, he could not deny, even for being so young, he has found water in places they would not have guessed, or coerced the winds to bring us just a few drops more. Maybe being found near drowned in a well did connect him. To die by drowning is how they all wish to die, and yet, as a babe, he did not.
“Well then it is final Rain, you will lead, and we will follow in your direction.”