Bonesplinter Ravine [M] Viva La Vida

He thanks her. Had she not confounded his mess by dint of hardheadedness?

Eset does not let go, wrapping his thousand fears in the span of her own, every joint grimly shaking, remembering with utter clarity all the times in which she bloodied her mind against the want of vengeance. There is another side, one hope-kissed and full of breath.

Below them, Herod bleeds.

She shifts to reach for Machi’s hand, leading him from the depths of the cavern when the moonlight threw soldier’s shadows against the wall. 

“How do we breach them?” Her voice is barely a whisper, but her eyes are fast ushering.

Eset wanted home. She wasn't leaving without Machi.