Fox's Glade In Restless Dreams, I walked Alone

lestan remembered her glass eyes and long stare.
he recalled his frustration, but that seemed a thousand miles away now.
honeyblue eyes stared at the body with whom arric returned; his limbs trembled; his vision blurred. but he forced himself close, and closer, and reached for her with a shaking paw.
"she isn't well, arric!" the mayfair cried, pulling reverie closer. "she's — she's the one tybault was looking for. why he accused me. but don't call her that, i — i did! and now she —"
he bit back his words and tears.