[ At this point he might as well have expected this strange wraith to show up -- he looks up and all he registers is gold, warmth, a smile. A child? A ghost?
The first name that comes to mind is Komini.
Bariyan raises his head, blinking. Well, it'd make sense, wouldn't it? If they're both dead now? Maybe there was some reward, then, for the miserable life he'd led, maybe things were exactly as the Court said they were, that here he would find all that he'd lost, once again-- so, overwhelmed, Bariyan reaches for the golden shape with both hands, trying to grasp on to hands that aren't there.
(Yet even now, in the back of his head: Martin? He knows of no Martin....
And if this was some sort of damned afterlife or purgatory, that still didn't explain Koltira.) ]
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The first name that comes to mind is Komini.
Bariyan raises his head, blinking. Well, it'd make sense, wouldn't it? If they're both dead now? Maybe there was some reward, then, for the miserable life he'd led, maybe things were exactly as the Court said they were, that here he would find all that he'd lost, once again-- so, overwhelmed, Bariyan reaches for the golden shape with both hands, trying to grasp on to hands that aren't there.
(Yet even now, in the back of his head: Martin? He knows of no Martin....
And if this was some sort of damned afterlife or purgatory, that still didn't explain Koltira.) ]