ROANA
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
She may have anticipated it. She may have known through logic alone that this was going to be the outcome. She may have seen such a thing hundreds of times before. All that still could not prepare a person for seeing someone they had known in such a state. Roana’s jaw tightened, and her lips frowned, bright blue eyes looking haunted, as only someone who had seen such scenes a few too many times could look. She nodded stiffly to Ronin’s command, giving him a small clap on the shoulder. She understood how he felt – losing someone you led was always a personal loss.Staring straight back at me?
Roana took her end of the stretcher, laying it out with Deimos’ aid. Then she went to Emmett’s side, carefully propping up his shoulders and head with her hands and torso. The movement was well practiced, too practiced. ”On a three count. 1…2…3…” she said, lifting the young man’s corpse in time with Deimos to carry him to the stretcher so he could be carried out of the tunnels with ease.
Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?
I don't know?
