Porcupine Ridge you only live forever in the lights you make

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A small sigh is drawn out of her involuntarily, disappearing along the edges of Phocion's soft words. She stands over the body, watching the priest attend to him; when chant begins to leave his lips she steps back, putting distance between herself and the pair. His song settles uneasily over her heart but she does not dare interrupt its power, focusing on counting Cortland's weak breaths. Eventually she leaves their vigil to prepare a medicinal den space for the boy, and if she mumbles a few prayers under her breath as she works, well, habits are hard to break.