[locked; CLF responses okay] coda
[Follows on from this thread.]
A body has been dumped on the steps of the Kashtta, hog-tied, dark blood oozing from one severed wingstub. The other wing is splayed limply on the ground beside her, the feathers matted and red. Her face is a mass of coagulated blood, crisscrossed with slowly healing wounds.
The small girl doesn't appear to be moving. On cursory examination, she's dead: understandable, given what she seems to have gone through. A closer look will confirm she's breathing, but breathing shallow. She isn't responding to any of the people who pass her, or those who nudge her, checking for life. She isn't responding. She isn't responding at all.
A body has been dumped on the steps of the Kashtta, hog-tied, dark blood oozing from one severed wingstub. The other wing is splayed limply on the ground beside her, the feathers matted and red. Her face is a mass of coagulated blood, crisscrossed with slowly healing wounds.
The small girl doesn't appear to be moving. On cursory examination, she's dead: understandable, given what she seems to have gone through. A closer look will confirm she's breathing, but breathing shallow. She isn't responding to any of the people who pass her, or those who nudge her, checking for life. She isn't responding. She isn't responding at all.