
The rough texture of twine and tanned hide brushed her nose as K'piru ducked her head, spine hunching forward in a lonely display of supplication. But to who? Azeyma's light seemed so dim; it could not reach the shadows in this tent.
"I'll be along with Aijeen soon enough," she breathed, voice paper thin, dry as the dust beneath her feet, and felt her fingers securing knots in the twine to hold the pack closed. "She only needs some time. I can wait for her."
"I'll be along with Aijeen soon enough," she breathed, voice paper thin, dry as the dust beneath her feet, and felt her fingers securing knots in the twine to hold the pack closed. "She only needs some time. I can wait for her."
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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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