Her light, her life. She couldn't find her light.
In her silence, K'piru screamed.
***
The two were not alone in their displays of grief. As K'ile and K'piru bowed against one another, the weary atmosphere of the tribe dragged further into desolation. The wounded ground and shook in the pain of the bodies and hearts, and those shadowed word-bearers shook with them. Throughout it all, Azeyma watched, ever aware, ever distant.
Enough time passed that the sun had traveled a great leap across the sky when someone finally approached K'ile and K'piru. She came from the tent they had packed the wounded into, bare feet leaving sluggish gouges in the sand behind her. The cloth wrappings she wore were stained with the reds and browns and yellows of death, as K'piru's were, and when she spoke, it was with a quietness that dared not disturb their solitude.
"Leeka took a turn for the worse," she began, blue eyes shivering over K'ile's back. "We need... I don't know what to do. K'piru..."
The motionless woman in K'ile's arms did not respond save for a weak twisting of her tail.
In her silence, K'piru screamed.
***
The two were not alone in their displays of grief. As K'ile and K'piru bowed against one another, the weary atmosphere of the tribe dragged further into desolation. The wounded ground and shook in the pain of the bodies and hearts, and those shadowed word-bearers shook with them. Throughout it all, Azeyma watched, ever aware, ever distant.
Enough time passed that the sun had traveled a great leap across the sky when someone finally approached K'ile and K'piru. She came from the tent they had packed the wounded into, bare feet leaving sluggish gouges in the sand behind her. The cloth wrappings she wore were stained with the reds and browns and yellows of death, as K'piru's were, and when she spoke, it was with a quietness that dared not disturb their solitude.
"Leeka took a turn for the worse," she began, blue eyes shivering over K'ile's back. "We need... I don't know what to do. K'piru..."
The motionless woman in K'ile's arms did not respond save for a weak twisting of her tail.
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