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He wakes with a start but can’t feel his limbs, not well anyway. They’re stiff and tingly. At least there was that. Tingling could only mean that blood was trying to flow through his veins and keep him alive.
Dhusskaull groans at the word he chooses to use.
He shouldn’t be alive, he tells himself. Even after all of the years of mistakes made, growing from them as he had, couldn’t prepare him for this, for such a way that a thought could mar his soul. There were no words to describe this pain. Besides the physical burning that ripped canyons into his flesh, the grief of missing his companion was terrible.
He didn’t have her for much more than a week and even then, she didn’t belong to him. He didn’t know her either, but leaving her among the ruins s
