everythingYou remember that the summoner could save everyone. Whoever everyone is. You didn"t expect to be one of those who got back up to help.
everyoneThe silence is complete. Sound is motion. Your heart lies still. Your lungs don"t heave air. You feel a trickle as Something yanks you to your feet. Blood drains from your brain, starts pooling in your feet. Your lungs hang limp.
Your body doesn"t recognize that all-over tingle. Maybe your flesh decomposes already.
The summoner"s anguish, his despair at losing his brother, his gutted heart, resonates inside you. The bottomless ache means nothing. Neither does Something’s lust for the summoner’s everything. Emotions possess only the living. You have an impulse to move, as a falling rock plummets. You lurch through the doorway, into the s
