Qeya River briar hearts

he was a hammer. she had known this from the start but it seemed he meant to only forge them. do things over, over and over. again, again and again.

u-gheli d-zae-n. she said and found it was still rattled against her tongue. again she said it but this time she relaxed herself. shoulders dropped into the cold water. a long breath.

ugheli dzaen. not perfect but... better? there was no jest or joking in her voice. she wanted to know if her progress was worth anything.