Swiftcurrent Creek The truth is

fade here?

Silence enfolded them—just like the last remnants of cattail seeds that softly floated down upon them and the ground. Arric reached out in support, and Akavir did the same.

There would be nothing more to talk about. Lilitu was dead. He had grieved. He had laid her to rest with her mother.

Nothing else could be done now but to go forward, like always.