Qeya River Ikayuak

her legs felt weak beneath her. even as she had him to lean upon. the lack of use had become startling apparent.

she almost wanted to escort him. it felt very clear he did not belong here in the slightest. names do not last long here. but she would respect this one he had for as long as it lasted.

her pace was slow, her lean against him was heavy. perhaps it would lessen with time.