Silver Creek and watched as the smoke floated magically like you left me

it was then that the child knew the terrible truth of the world, and it was then that she was struck with a feeling of desolation as her world split into a thousand fragmented pieces. the unspoken words she had dared not speak, or even think, had been spoken -- with a strangled sob the child turned to laurel's approaching form and crawled to embrace her. not even the comfort of amber or laika's touch, nor the lilting speech laika gave the child could draw indra forth from the insurmountable sorrow that had swallowed her. "she was supposed to come back."

last post for indra! feel free to archive/PP her