Lion Head Mesa I want people to be afraid of how much they love me. [WP]

teya was struggling, breathing hard. sorana had been struck so harshly by all of it; she wanted also to flee, to bundle the girl into the cool night air and travel all through the dark back to brecheliant.
the raven reached swiftly for sorana, comforting her back, and then turned a helpless eye to lilitu. "i so sorry," she breathed, eyes stinging; she pressed their foreheads together, nodding fiercely. "yes. yes. come home — ah —"
she glanced to sorana, then to lilitu. "can you leave? now?" marriage, on the horizon, standing like stars in the pouring tears on the younger woman's beautiful face.