"You don't say that!" K'piru slammed her fists, still gripping the leather, against his chest, and her thoughts cursed K'ile Tia with the action. "She's my daughter! You--you don't get to say--" She squeezed her eyes shut, felt liquid fire trace burning tracks down her face. As she bowed forward, until her head rested against her forearms, K'piru felt the blow of the firedancer's words deep in her gut.
"She's my daughter," she hissed through teeth clenched against a roiling nausea. The words were thin, useless things, flung at the tia in a last ditch effort. She could see her daughter's small, red-furred form painted across the backs of her eyelids, felt the knife cuts of her words. "She'll come back to... she has to come back to me."
"She's my daughter," she hissed through teeth clenched against a roiling nausea. The words were thin, useless things, flung at the tia in a last ditch effort. She could see her daughter's small, red-furred form painted across the backs of her eyelids, felt the knife cuts of her words. "She'll come back to... she has to come back to me."
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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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