Lion Head Mesa when he calls your name, it all fades to black

fade to....things?

He did not leave. He did not give her up. She felt his touch against her thigh and sighed, deeply, pressing back into the hebsut.

Please, she breathed.

Come back to me, Mou.

"He's dead to you."

Her womb clenched tight, then relaxed, like a flower in full bloom. Life would grow once more—

"Poisoned life. Wasted life."

Like mine.

"Like yours."

I'm yours, she said aloud, and Maegi arced herself into Sayf's embrace.