It's not half-mad; it's just different. That doesn't make it wrong. I imagine your planet is in another galaxy than the Empire, so far away that one must travel by the River to reach it.

[Ianthe stroked Gilia's hair, comfortable and enjoying the conversation as it engaged her mind. This was so much nicer than she thought it'd be.]

Lia, have you encountered any spirits here aside from the Sea-Father and Sweeney?