K'deiki bowed her head, body swaying slightly. She let silence follow K'ile's words, and the other elders seemed inclined to do the same as the weight of the tia's confessions settled into the air of the tent. She heard K'jhanhi's feet shuffling in the sand and wondered at his thoughts. He had taken the loss of his granddaughters and, shortly after, K'piru very hard. News of them alone was likely troubling enough.
"These transgressions are many," she breathed. "K'ailia did return, but she was ungrateful, immovable. She could not stay. You lacked wisdom in that decision and brought much strife to our family." Another breath, that was followed by a hacking cough which shook her body violently. When she spoke next, her voice was quieter, careful to not disturb her lungs, but no less authoritative than any elder, "It does not seem that your outsider magic has done K'luha any good either. Even my old ears could hear her pain, and she has known more pain than she deserves."
The withered woman lifted her head towards K'ile, though she could only barely make out the tia's form. When she spoke, her tone was almost sad, "Young K'tahjha may be your only glimpse of wisdom in your actions. The only decision of yours that has not brought pain."
"These transgressions are many," she breathed. "K'ailia did return, but she was ungrateful, immovable. She could not stay. You lacked wisdom in that decision and brought much strife to our family." Another breath, that was followed by a hacking cough which shook her body violently. When she spoke next, her voice was quieter, careful to not disturb her lungs, but no less authoritative than any elder, "It does not seem that your outsider magic has done K'luha any good either. Even my old ears could hear her pain, and she has known more pain than she deserves."
The withered woman lifted her head towards K'ile, though she could only barely make out the tia's form. When she spoke, her tone was almost sad, "Young K'tahjha may be your only glimpse of wisdom in your actions. The only decision of yours that has not brought pain."
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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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