Most of the valley was engulfed by the molten rock now. Everything in its path was set aflame, if it wasn’t already. The ground continually shook, and the rain of ash and stone through the air obscured any view farther away than a few feet. Calixte didn’t know if her host body [...]

[insert fleeing from collapsing Court, trek across fair folk lands, at least a whole chapter]
Calixte froze, poised on the edge of an overhang on the tallest island mountain in the Circling Sea. One minute she was peering into a deep forest pool under the guidance of [name2], the next she was apparently about to [...]

“It’s so far away,” Parivrit whispered, noticing the rivers, wide plains, and sprawls of forest between her current location and where she had to go.
“I will give you a guide,” the old man said firmly. “The rest will be up to you.”
She bent over, studying the map with all her might. As many [...]

Immediately, there was a hand clasped about her wrist, cool and strong. The girl darted forward, carrying Parivrit along with her perforce.
“Who are you?” Parivrit gasped, trying to keep up.
A clash of merry laughter greeted her question. “Keep up, keep up! Don’t ask a dryad her name!”
Trees whirled by as the [...]

Horror consumed her. Too late, far too late, she realised what had happened, what must have happened.
It wasn’t Ista-sattva, as in a name, but /an/ ista-sattva, a type. One of many who could do the same thing.
One of the Folk.
And it had taken her body. Offered her what she dreamed of most [...]