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[selenias]

 

He'd have hoped they listened, because he wasn't keen on speaking twice.

The air was warm, yet somehow, his hands still felt prickly. Raven stuffed them in his pockets for lack of a better thing to do, and observed the dirt at his feet, the crunch of powder as it was carried away with the breeze.

Judith glanced at him. “This is where Casey died, isn't it?”

Slowly, he smiled absently. “Nah, not here. This is where the war was fought, yeah, but...”

“...But not where it ended.”

“Judith darlin', it never truly ended, did it?”