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Author's Note: Because I missed my precious babies.
Moiety
Chapter Twenty Six: Shepard Runs
Shepard runs.
There is a bright beam of light just ahead, the harrowing barrage of gunfire around her, the hard-packed earth beneath her.
Her eyes glance skyward, light branching higher, higher, up and up and away into a deadened night as dark as his eyes.
She thinks she sees him, at the end of the beam, but the blood seeping over her temple is too hot, and the pounding breath in her lungs is too tight, and the screams on her heels are too loud.
Thane waits along the shore.
She has been running for such a long, long time.