The storm arrived from two directions.
Rain came slanting out of the west, hard enough to flatten the reeds along the outer pond. The water rose from the north, carrying leaves from trees that did not grow near Sedge Ladder.
Neri stood beside her highest bank mark and watched the two meet.
Iven came down with the second coil of line over his shoulder.
“How long?”
“Until the outer panel releases? Less than an hour.”
“That’s the intended one?”
“Yes.”
