Arrow Lake fall down a rabbit hole

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She took his words with a silent rumble of consent and appreciation, her eyes focused solely upon the rise and fall of Trench’s tiny chest—knowing that while Mahler’s words were meant with only the most promising intentions, that even he might not be able to save the day—and she feared Takiyok and her ire far less or her unrequited feelings toward their General than the potential that her son would soon become still, waning from the sickness that plagued him.

“Thank you,” she whispered, the usual voice of silk and smoke low and broken as she fell silent. Even with exhaustion bearing down on her, she would not be able to sleep—for every hitched breath her son emitted would stir her right back to wakefulness—yet it was better than silence when it enveloped her den.