Barrier Gulch [m] Asp

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Unfeeling, cold, disregarding her ruinous state, and that of Akavir, new instructions issue from Zaahira’s mouth.

“To what end?” Eset cries of the Jodai, “Is this not enough punishment for your liking? Need you humiliate me more!” Her voice shatters with tears; a second rill to parallel the blood of her would-be child. Beneath the strain of shouting she collapses, and with her chin in the sand she hears how they all go on discussing what her fate shall be, as if she weren’t there. As if she were again no more than a serf. No warmth, no feeling, only the clinical exchange of commands.

Keep to my rules, and you won’t feel the bite of my whip.

She wanted to wither there with them. Her gaze sweeps down from the height of the wolves, considering for a moment what damage the destroyed flower could inflict if it were ingested.

Her eyes find the nightfall of Akavir then. He looks at her as if sensing all that she felt. He was her secret, a beautiful mystery, and now, after all of this, she lay here pondering how she could ever speak with him again. Her mind flickers to needles, a consequence of blood loss, and for once, she is grateful for it.