Silvertip Mountain I wonder if I've been changed in the night

the life force of the blackbird was gone.
merrick wished very much that he might pull himself from her side now and disappear into the night. there was no appeal now in the thought of breath or life or continuing.
i will build you a tomb upon their crushed bodies
arielle's presence went unheeded, save for a single shake of the bearwitch's head. "she will never eat again. why should i?"
but it was clear that merrick did not seek an answer.