Blackfeather Woods And yet when King Laugh come, he make them all dance to the tune he play.

He isn't left alone in peace for long. His ear cups back to the sound of footsteps approaching. His head does not move until he hears the voice: Atshen. He turns back to acknowledge the boy for a moment, before turning back, taking one last look at her skull. It's my sister, Meldresi, He murmured as he rose, his body turning to face Atshen. She founded Blackfeather Woods, He says, as if Atshen never knew about the woman. Damien, Cicero, and Potema's mother, Had he never been here before? Had he never seen the skull?