CaesuraThough she did not feel the impact with the ground, Katkin was sure she must be dead, for the Infirmarie shimmered and then disappeared from her vision. A rush of dove gray wings surrounded her and then he was there, bearing her up. She forgot her fear in an instant of joyous recognition. Here was the God from her dream, who bore Jacq’s face. She stirred in his arms and asked, “Do you carry me to death’s kingdom, Jacq? Are you now an angel?”
Through the uniformly gray mist surrounding them, Katkin could see huge trunks faintly on either side, like the columns of some enormous building. In a moment, they reached the ground, carpeted in soft evergreen needles. Though she stretched her head well back, she could not see the tops of the trees encircling them. He put her down before answ
