here we stand with their blood on our hands

[Rachias Tears de Ame]

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"I have to find Arkham..." She pleaded quietly, even as Gabriel continued to drag her along with the rest of them. Rachias was unaware of where they were going, what was happening all around. She only wanted Arkham. Tear filled eyes watched as the fire ravaged the lands behind him, staring and blinking, waiting for the moment that her brother would suddenly appear in the distance and run to them. It wouldn't happen though, she had to force herself to accept it. She couldn't take her eyes off of the fire, even as it faded off in the distance. The farther away that they got from it, the more desperate her cries became, sobbing and whimpering.


Finally, as they began to slow, Rachias turned to the one person that she suspected might understand. Faolin. "Please Faoly.." Her words were almost a whisper, strained and quiet. "I have to find Arkham..." She repeated, turning back toward the fading flames.

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