Stone Circle vittorio

Honestly, Laurel didn't want to talk about this. She didn't want to talk about Indra's death and she was constantly torn between cradling Merrick at her chest as a reminder of the fond memories with Indra or telling him to get the fuck out because he was a reminder of all she had lost. Indra had been all and now her son was here bringing her in duality. But he was not just Indra's son, he had also left them, didn't wait for them, and he was a man. And men could never be trusted.

I don't want to talk about it. She just died. Laurel looked away, frowning. Out of sight for just a second and poof, dead. Gone. Gone, just like everyone else.