Dolf had come back fairly late yesterday, at least compared to most of the people who'd gone to Triela's funeral. He had come back, and he had slept, and then he'd woken up, as most people did. The grief was still there in the morning, but it had muted now that the whole thing was wrapped up.

Well, almost wrapped up.

There was still Triela's ( Read more... )

After everything that had happened with Triela, Dolf had wanted to call Cally pretty badly. But by the time things settled and his shock had worn off enough for him to make that call, it had been very late, and he hadn't wanted to wake her. So he'd stumbled back to his room and collapsed on his bed, trying to make no noise so Shira wouldn't have ( Read more... )