Larksong Grotto Standing still in your past

Goodbye Reek

With those words, Reek felt a striking finality. He felt as if a spike had been lodged directly into his heart with Tavi twisting at the other end as she pushed deeper. Having previously thought he couldn't sink any lower on the emotional spectrum, Reek was effectively proven wrong -- and as his companion turned away to become a lingering echo in Reek's life, his sobs increased in amplitude until they completely consumed him.

He flailed and thrashed, letting the blood from his reopened forelimb streak acroos the floor. "Don't leave me," he repeatedly whispered, over and over as he writhed on the cold cave floor. His life was unraveling far too fast, and this, this was the final strand.

But now, Tavi was gone. She had likely not heard him as he repeated, don't leave me, over and over, to no one in particular but himself. It wasn't like would matter if she heard anyway. Nothing mattered anymore.