[ His mind is an endless thing. The desert at night, cool and blue and sprawling boundlessly against the horizon. He finds her presence there, as though she belongs and has always been -- it reminds him of how Yima had simply become one part of his whole. Communion, the others called it. Like her, he comes to note her presence slowly - having been distracted by the scent of home, the unfurling petals of Yima's dark blossom within him. ]
We shed blood together.
[ It's all he can think of, to explain how they could be entangled like this. ]
It is you, as I recall. The warrior who bested a demon, who I formed covenant with.
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We shed blood together.
[ It's all he can think of, to explain how they could be entangled like this. ]
It is you, as I recall. The warrior who bested a demon, who I formed covenant with.