Sunbeam Lair Sometimes I'd like to die and climb inside you

bhediya didn't have time to react because everything seemed to be happening at once, and before she knew it, the others had arrived and pygmalion was latched onto moonshine and—

she was here, but not there. her mind had wandered off where it could not be reached, where it could hide far from the chaos that had overtaken their lair. she did not know fear, did not know courage; she was neither aware, nor unaware—

not bhediya;
not khoe;
not akuti;
no one.

short legs sprinted from one hiding place to the next. her body carried itself around the group, circling both men and the injured girl; and if no one stopped her— if empyrea did not stop her, she would know the taste of his blood.

behind him, between the three others, she lunged onward into the unknown.