Sawtooth Spire and her heart within her remained bound

praimfaya, as unfortunate as the truth was, could not claim that she directly remembered the gold dappled woman from her time in diaspora. mostly, she remembered her once playmates and to a certain degree mahler, though she'd been embarrassed by her inability to remember his name. i don't remember you, praimfaya admits with a sheepish and apologetic flutter of her ears back towards her skull. i'm sorry. she breathes, giving voice to it.

my dad and i left rather quickly after my mother's death. or rather, praimfaya fled and ingram followed after. would he have, if she hadn't? she didn't know ...would never know. i'm not sure. the hope that i might find who i am, maybe. without the heavy and crushing weight of the commander is what she leaves off.

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