Pain... Horrible... Blinding pain. Larten. Where is Larten... I need Larten... The pain is awful... But seeing him will help... He better kill that...
I'm being carried... Why am I being carried... I hear you Larten... Just touch me... Please...
A meadow... Drenched in moonlight... No hunting tonight... In his arms... Preoccupied... He's thinking about her... Larten... Larten... LARTEN!
Floating... Cold... Very cold... Darkness...
Larten held her limp hand. "Even in death may you be triumphant... Beautiful Arra Sails..."