Cypress straightened out of her kneeling position, she stepped out onto the cooling glass. Crossing over it, her boots eventually settled into the sands as she neared the voices. Her skin looked as if it were made out of embers, set aflame to burn like a trunk of her namesake. "Why you dead cling past your time I cannot understand," she spat out to Thal in particular, "Unless maybe you are so far from voidsent after all."
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