Eighteen

Eighteen

“These dreams are getting out of hand,” Nari said, sword driven through her heart. Her blood ran scalding hot over Yun’s hands, her knuckles bare-bone white from gripping the sword handle. 

“I know.”

Nari looked up towards the ceiling, watching the rubble fall. 

“You don’t remember what happened, so your brain is filling in the gaps. Your insecurities compound, you take the blame upon yourself, it becomes your reality.” 

“You know,” Nari continued, “you’ve got a lot to work through, if this is the kind of stuff you’re still dreaming about.”

She stepped closer, until her chest was perpendicular to the hilt of the sword, wrapping her arms around Yun. 

“I hope you can forgive yourself one day.” 

“You’ve got a lot to answer for,” Yun said, the tears welling in her eyes. 

“Nari does.”

“…”

“I suppose I do as well.”

“…”

“Say, I keep trying to tell you this, but do you remember what a grouping of dragons is called?”

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