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he has born anguish before.
he has earned scars.
this festering was somehow new, and for the first time, tugix was unsure if he would make a return back to the nightfall beach. and yet he must. all that existed of the muradoii was there, and tugix with no way to express this.
he sinks back upon his shoulders. the sibilant words come with effort.
if the man tugix dies, she must see the Black Sea.he cannot explain why he took the pup from the shoreline, except that it had seemed prudent in the face of his success.
but he could not remember carrying her, nor reaching sulukinak, nor collapsing.
if the man tugix lives, she will be of his blood.
the red now running with streaks of rot inside him.
he closes his eyes, belly threatening another bout of sickness.