Altar of Twilight wife

nasamik spoke. kannoyak spoke. chakliux did not. he felt cold and hot at the same time, redness pulsing around the edges of the torn skin in faint angry pink.
when his wife came near, he would not respond; he had gone into a velveteen blackness, something like sleep that would for a short while keep him from feeling his pain.
chakliux breathed steadily but he did not dream.