i'll make it up to you

DELAH

"Roana." Delah repeats, her teeth tightly clenched. "Is she by chance...a captain. A warrior?" Suddenly her tone is taught like a bowstring, eyes fixed and firm. There was a woman who appeared in the woods...a woman who said her name was Roana. And it was Ianto who had rescued her. Ianto who had lied.

"If there truly is a tulmhainar there, even if it is dead, it must be found." Placing her fingers to her lips and whistling sharply, a handful of faces suddenly emerge from the foliage around them. Their illusion magic is impeccable, and they simply seem to breathe away from the trees around them. "I will not hesitate to sacrifice any of your people to save the life of the tulmhainar, or to bring it home." There is no apology in Delah's voice, but also no threat either. "Consider that when you chose who you would bring."

I live it full
I live it wide
Through layers of time
You can’t divide