"We can make them," Nona agreed. "That"s not the same magic as travel-conjuring, and I am not as fatigued by it."
"Tomorrow," Colene told the little folk. "Mark the earth you want moved, and mark where you want it moved to, and we"ll do what we can."
"Agreed," the little folk said appreciatively.
This planet was oriented so that the light of the same great star that brought day to Oria slanted across at an angle to the head. Now dusk came, and then darkness, and the air cooled quickly. Nona had to make blankets for them all except Seqiro, who was satisfied to walk around grazing on the patches of grass and saplings.
"Come here, you little bundle of warmth," Darius told her. "I remember you from Earth."
She joined him and slept in his chaste embrace, delighted.
In the morning Nona flo
