![]() ![]() “We’re far past the point of no return, don’t you think?” She’d been too scared-the glinting metal looked poisonous, resentful. He’d already arranged three serrated knives, all looted from the corpses of Ketreyid archers, in a perfect triangle around the fire. “Too late for second guesses now, sweetheart.” Across the fire, Riga was binding a struggling deer with his usual brutal, callous efficiency. Their whispers echoed in her mind, the same way they echoed every night in her dreams.įear squeezed her chest. She looked away.īut the dead were seared into the backs of her eyelids, their mouths still open in shock at her betrayal. ![]() ![]() Tendrils of flame reached out like grasping hands that transformed into flickering faces that, months later, still made Daji’s stomach twist with shame. The campfire burned an unnatural shade of purple, sparking and hissing reproachfully as if it could sense her guilt. ![]()
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