Totoka River table for two

"lestan."
his mouth worked as if he had tasted something bitter, something rotted to sourness. "d-don't stay b-because you p-pity m-me," came the gravelled sound of his voice. 
"i c-can't die t-till i f-find her. that's-that's it."
the screech of a gull poured over them both; he flinched and covered his head, breathing hard with his face against the sand.