[ Gyles stays there, pressing the dagger further and further into Hune's body, until he's simply no more. His eyes follow the particles upwards, toward that unfamiliar sky.
Hune is dead - but he wasn't wrong. He lives on in his memories, in all the little things he likes specifically because they were Hune's favorites, in his faith in Olladra and the holy symbol he'd cherished so dearly.
He touches the domino hanging from his right ear, and takes a breath. ] ... Love you, Hune. Until the day I die.
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Hune is dead - but he wasn't wrong. He lives on in his memories, in all the little things he likes specifically because they were Hune's favorites, in his faith in Olladra and the holy symbol he'd cherished so dearly.
He touches the domino hanging from his right ear, and takes a breath. ] ... Love you, Hune. Until the day I die.