Wearing Thin

In her abode, Treni put down the lyre after finishing the piece to send away spririts, and opened her eyes. Selen was still sitting on the cushion in front of her, but her phantasm left no mark on it. The lower half of her body was completely hidden in fact, as it went through the material.

"I told you it wouldn't work," said the dark goddess.

"Leave!" Treni commanded.

"I don't think so, no. Not after you left my body to be eaten by who knows what in that jungle."

"Fine. If I go and retrieve it, and give it proper treatment, will you leave me alone?"

"Oh, you thought I was talking speculatively? No, niece of mine. My body has been eaten by who knows what. I've never seen that kind of ubtir before."

"How are you doing this? This should not be possible."

"Treni, do you know what the problem with the Inarentas was?"

"That they thought they could stand in our way."