K'ile was very close, so much that his scent might have been enough to chase away the death and blood and fire that clung to her nose if he too hadn't also been shrouded in it, but K'piru had never felt so isolated. His words sought to comfort, but all they did was remind her of what she had already lost. "There's nothing... nothing left," she breathed and sagged forward. "And K'yohko is..."
She had barely processed the words the nunh had flung at her out in the dunes, so stricken and hysterical with grief she had been, but now they settled over her and joined the emptiness. She heard them again then, the nunh's voice racketing from the corners of her mind and pushing at the fear, the pain, the loneliness. The guilt for her grief was almost too much.
She had barely processed the words the nunh had flung at her out in the dunes, so stricken and hysterical with grief she had been, but now they settled over her and joined the emptiness. She heard them again then, the nunh's voice racketing from the corners of her mind and pushing at the fear, the pain, the loneliness. The guilt for her grief was almost too much.
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"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
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