K'jhanhi's own expression softened at that, K'ile's words spurring memories of his granddaughter. He could see a similar reaction in K'deiki's face, the former huntress's thin, crackled lips curving into a faint, sad smile. Shifting his weight in the sand to ease pressure on hips that had grown weak in age, K'jhanhi returned his attention to K'ile, scowl back in place.
"She was happy. And yet she is not here. If what you say were true..." He let out a rattling sigh that was half growl in his old throat. "She would be welcomed home."
"She was happy. And yet she is not here. If what you say were true..." He let out a rattling sigh that was half growl in his old throat. "She would be welcomed home."
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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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