After Dalamud fell from the sky and fire had overtaken them, K'deiki had prayed that their family would need not suffer loss again. She had spent many hours with her weary bones bent in supplication, and for five years, they had lived in something resembling peace. A hard won peace.
She did not want to be the one who declared more lost, not this time.
When the ancient woman, mother and grandmother to so many lost already, lifted her head to meet K'luha's gaze, there was a heavy sorrow in her wrinkled face. "Do whatever you can to bring them back," the words breathed out from her frail lungs and hung in the air as delicate and ephemeral as footsteps in sand. Once she spoke, she returned her attention to the beads and her prayers. They would need their Warden's guardianship much in the coming days.
She did not want to be the one who declared more lost, not this time.
When the ancient woman, mother and grandmother to so many lost already, lifted her head to meet K'luha's gaze, there was a heavy sorrow in her wrinkled face. "Do whatever you can to bring them back," the words breathed out from her frail lungs and hung in the air as delicate and ephemeral as footsteps in sand. Once she spoke, she returned her attention to the beads and her prayers. They would need their Warden's guardianship much in the coming days.
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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."
Hipparion Tribe (Sagolii)Â - Â Antimony Jhanhi's Wiki
