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@hsiaoke; voice; midday 181

[heavensreader]

[She'd been trying not to linger on the night. On what she thought. On what she did. But she can see nothing and has nothing to do but walk East, and Kesara's mind wanders, wanders.

Until she ends up calling the one person whom she knows for a fact will be honest with her about it. About murder.]

Ecks? Are you alive?

audio | afternoon 181

[ecks]

I am alive, Hsiaoke.

[She sounds like she's on the move. The sound will come in and out as the conversation goes on; she's orienting her tablet to use its screen for light rather than getting a good sound recording.

[heavensreader]

[For a moment, there is nothing but Kesara's heavy breathing as she freezes, listens, is there anyone else with Ecks? Anyone in the background? This is for one pair of ears only. She starts slowly, even once she thinks that she can speak.]

You had the - the same dream, right? We all did, last night. The dream about the eyes and the sinners.

[ecks]

[There is no one else -- it is only the sound of Ecks's breathing and movements and the echoes of the ruins.]

I remember last night. I remember the eyes.

[She's not going to commit to calling it a dream, though.]

[heavensreader]

[Kesara notices, the subtle difference. She decides to be a bit more cautious in her pushing.]

Do you remember what yours were like? Zach told me that some people had them glowing.

[ecks]

My eyes look like the Prophet's symbols. Did your eyes look wrong?