Eris is by Kiri!
She quelled the urge to shrug and remained still. Crows and ravens were only birds, meaningless and short-lived birds. She might not have responded at all were it not for the question. She stiffened imperceptibility at it, remaining quiet for a moment in what she hoped was a contemplative, thoughtful pose. She remembered only murky dreams, burning green eyes. Her father's blood had given her life, in the usual sense and in one all her own. Her mother had bathed in cerise fluid even as the stirring that was to be Eris Eternity someday began in her belly, microscopic alongside similarly-sized siblings that did not share her father's blood.
No. The answer was flat, though without malice. I never knew his face to remember it. You could say he died in childbirth -- in a man's way, anyway. The coal-hued woman looked at the dancing flame, the dirt and the earth beside it. Her spirit still sang somewhere within, but the thick and all-encompassing noise had faded to only a pleasant hum buried down deep. She could recall it if she wanted to -- thus was her power once again -- and tune out Siv and the world, but she did not. Escapism was abuse, and abuse might make the shifty thing flee again.
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