Qeya River you don't want to breathe the light of the others

had she reason to stay? he had beaten her, threatened her; she had bound his wounds and that of the stormgrey man. at many moments she could have run. he did not know all these wilds; the land opened its arms to those fleet runners, offering the succor of disappearance.

but she had followed. ash. shadows rippled across his face as he moved through the weald and stood in the autumn leaves falling slowly to a carpeted earth. "man you help, he has son here. gid-ee-yon," sun eater pronounced with difficulty. 

he stared at the girl whose hue was taken from the underbelly of rainclouds. "maybe he make you think of another too."