Firefly Glen When Doves Cry

There was silence on all sides. Lost in the inbetween states. There was no one about. Kinusi traced footfalls she had traced as a younger child. She thought of memories both good and bad. She ached for connection for anything really. And yet here she was. Alone, just alone. And silence was all around. 

She couldn't even lift her voice in song. It felt disturbing as if she would disturb the quiet hush that had settled over the Teekon wilds like a fog. Pushing everything down, making it feel heavy. Wrong.