[ a clever way of handling it — and a subtler touch than what word of the woman would have her expect. but there's little time to turn it over in her hands; they're full enough with the rest. ]
Severed from the Fade.
[ it's quiet. in the background, abruptly, a hard thunk; a harsh breath. ]
Has there been an accounting? Of those that remain?
[ if her voice rasps now, it's only old injury. nothing new. none of this will be,
no subject
Severed from the Fade.
[ it's quiet. in the background, abruptly, a hard thunk; a harsh breath. ]
Has there been an accounting? Of those that remain?
[ if her voice rasps now, it's only old injury. nothing new. none of this will be,
maker, how long has this been happening? ]