Initiation into a Healer (Part 2)
With every step they took, their forms changed. Vaika was no longer in her nurse outfit, now covered by layers and layers of baggy clothes, made from cotton. They were a mixture of white and grey, covering her from top to bottom.
Wound around her hand was cotton strips, leaving no skin exposed. They were soil-laden, dirty from a lack of washing. There were signs of tear on her clothes, with the bits flailing due to the wind. She caught hold of a long flying ribbon, tore it from her dress, and tied it around her hips, securing it.
A turban fully covered her head, only baring her eyes. Hung on her back was a large bag, made from goatskin. Contained within were an array of materials, the top securely held by a rope. Every step she took caused her feet to sink into the sand, with some of it collecting in the folds on her shoe.