I heard a sound that I am not going to describe, because the thought of remembering it sickens me to the core.
However, I needed to remember… anything else, and it almost felt as if I was betraying the memories of those I love.
Dara's body folded inward in a way that bodies are not designed to fold, and it sounded like what you would imagine every structural element of a person being compressed into a space that was smaller than the person had occupied.
What remained of her fell a few feet away from Bari.
I was on my feet without remembering standing.
Some part of me was screaming, and the screaming was not coming out of my mouth. It was contained somewhere inside my chest, as my grief wanted to explode from me, but I held it in, and holding was painful in a way that I could not describe.
Good, I needed to hurt.
Anima Depth, fifteen percent… It was too much.
