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"ARASHU'S DEPARTED"

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Funerary Rites Atop The Pellagic

Having seated himself off from the others, Kolyat cried solo in the vicinity of an altar constructed to celebrate Irikah Krios-Soterios with stills and three-dimensional clips found on a bench inside the parlor situated at the ensuing wake site, Casnar's cottage, at which the next of kin congregated to comfort each other at the close of the interment. He remained with his posterior to every single one of them, not soliciting connection nor heart-to-heart.
In the same way that they encountered him in the middle of the fenland prior to the observance, far and wide recently—wherever relations along with close friends drew breath jointly—everybody pussyfooted round him, happy to leave him solitary during their conversations regarding the circumstances concerning his parent's demise…Talk breathed existence on the whole into hypothesis respecting what lay ahead appertaining to him, naturally.
His kin approached to pass a cup to him across his shoulder, cutting in on Kolyat's isolation, "…Ishreb yab bun de, Kol (Drink some, Kol)," Casnar said roughly to him, "…inan wasa sinuin (it's sweet juice)."
Using a single close seat conducive to his personal relaxation next to Kolyat—who crouched in contact with the flooring in front of the table arrangement—Casnar settled down above his cushion, cupping his glassware of beverage and disregarding the assembly on the far side of his own drawing room's sill. Kolyat's slight back faced Casnar even now as he looked briefly toward the little one. "Hadi sab arat muki ihlaty saras beuma dida (That is not how a boy should behave)," Casnar gruffed harshly near to him, "…ala wakiume beti suma, Kol (on the waters earlier, Kol), la quat meu tedi du falto aha mekilio (that was very bad of you to do what you did)…hata welcano dokah meti (even if your father's been a)—"
"Ileb bedan, Elab Casnar (Go away, Uncle Casnar)," Kolyat snuffled into his knee caps. Tightening his nape and dorsum thew beneath his ruff, Casnar glowered immediately toward the lad after his utterance.
He breathed out a little while afterwards, unwinding greatly out of self-reproach in addition to looking fixedly at the bottom belonging to his jigger found in hand, "…Kol," he endeavored to append, "…rubima mefolait akat timu hasa defa il'tuew khad fela det ma cahat (I may as well be to blame for not protecting your mother as your father hadn't)—"
"Co tu heli be dena (I said go away)!" Kolyat rolled his head a little towards him yet not entirely producing peeper exposure, "…Co tu heli asa be dena, Elab (I said to go away, Uncle)," he changed his tone of voice to be contrite.
Casnar organized his character to be on his feet, delayed, at this time he took a seat once more…Holding out his arm, he compressed Kolyat's shoulder within his hand, his digits discolored in the company of ritual colorant coming out of the ceremonies, "…Inta aka hulik, Kolyat (Hang in there, Kolyat)," he mumbled, "…Alam alahu iloo isamu (I know it hurts)…Ina muh kasilte (It hurts a lot)." He perched backwards touching the seat-back to look after an emptied crystal of ambrosial alcoholic vapor de novo, reluctant to leave his sister's son—vigilantly protecting Kolyat at the same time he together with the youngster mourned in front of Irikah's imagery.
Kolyat put down his cup in the middle of both socked feet, his hands rising next to stifle the sniffles that had commenced with an unsettling frequency to his uncle's keen hearing.
Exactly as Casnar drew breath to outstretch his arm and collect the youth, an alert drellahna inside the adjacent room seized on the observation appertaining to the quaky shoulders belonging to the adolescent, furthermore hastening across the floors with a linen prepared…She knocked Casnar's shoulder with the reverse of her fist two times, "…Boz sient vom, Sered Soterios (Let me, Lord Soterios)," she murmured once his green beryls moved up to her blues, "…Tabozium sho bau'ista (I'll take care of him), ch'ol (please)," she stood her ground to the moment he bobbed his head.
Casnar commanded his character to advance coming out of his chair, preoccupied through the agency of the attractive drellahna he grasped at the minimum had knowledge of his mother tongue…In his opinion, Sapphire Krios existed clearly a Rakhïk alien—similar to oneself as well as his dead sibling…He wandered off, giving backward peeks at her while Sapphire captured his seat beside Kolyat.
Sapphire Krios existed enduringly, standing by for the sake of a conduit through the boy's unhappiness even as he weeped, hidden in his palms, ahead his mother's grinning, swaying portraits…She lifted her eyes one time to glimpse Irikah gazing on Kolyat, too shaking her head delicately, accompanied by a profound pause in the middle of her inhalation…
She gave birth to absolutely no little ones attributed to her particular attempts with Rojelio Krios—Thane's older kinsman—and they had enjoyed the ventures…Notwithstanding the aforementioned, Sapphire could study little ones skillfully—in addition to aiding a day care center within a hospital located the next holosphere over.
She eyed Kolyat up until he stopped and let down his fingers from his face, at that time voicing a doughy, supportive trill to obtain his attention, "…Kolyat," even surprising him—he had anticipated his Uncle Casnar, "…Elab Roj halana rioosta miha'ona zekat des abat baka xilotha ahta duut do (Uncle Roj and I will be taking you to stay over at our place)," she discerned the alarm within his immediate motion to obtain a holo-frame among the shrine hosting his illusive mother, "…Ledae ofa tun sur ofi katra os (We have an extra room for you)," she went on cautiously as he revolved a small degree toward the sound of her voice, "…Se ti bo redias ahsat mokim'tuva tonnas balta ised asa bonikata tois moha'ban batrad dosa tid (You will feel welcome there and may have some space to yourself)…inta kufi badan telo withi ebenidum teaha (if you wish to be alone)." Accompanied by a damp snuffle, he looked fixedly onto her snowy-white and lemon-yellow countenance, subsequently on the farther side of the sitting room his stare cast around for someone…He discovered nothing, also voiced nothing while he clasped his mother's frame enclosed by his hands.
"Hel Abboe tiena muebe fahs muhla tienu aboona (Has Father left me like they have all been whispering)," in due course he murmured, curving his eyes to the bottom of his lids, along with closing these, simultaneously circling his visage to Irikah Krios-Soterios inside the frame…Sapphire set her arms around his shoulder and head, pressing him to her torso.
Coloring, although for the most part cleaned off, soiled his face in the same way it did others, and so did rills of teardrops. Digits rubbed his eyes, smudging what survivor greasepaint adamantly disintegrated by his brush.
Just as her spouse neared them by the parlor undeviatingly, Sapphire said under breath, "…Anat asifr'at, Kolyat (I'm sorry, Kolyat), ana asifr'at do genna askim tota (I'm so sorry for you both)."
"Kolyat," Rojelio pronounced as Sapphire perceived him and got up, withdrawing from Kolyat to clutch her mate's sleeve, "…Wilee yaka abboe neta kalat ehta (Your father needs to go somewhere)…Ohkat bekta Saph ok'semanta dila yot (Saph tell you you're coming with us)?"
He dipped his chin, optics closed as he faced his mother's altar.
Beyond Kolyat's aunt with his kin, and appearing on the sill belonging to the lounge, Thane Krios moved, coming out of the entrance hall along with looking on toward the trio in the company of his better half's keepsakes.

Bowling blades betwixt his index finger and thumb beneath a suspended lantern, over a worktable stationed in the middle of Casnar's cellar, Reule Krios, hood upon his ridges, appropriated a few of the drell's cached bedi ingredients to himself—parting the outside layers about the flower's perianth from their internals, and rejecting the extraneous fragments to assemble the mantle.
"Iza namiat ahatad skima uystra'taus (Do they know who you will be meeting with)," he questioned in the absence of peering from his mitts' industry…A companionless figure had reached the foot of the stair conducting one to the loftier floors.
"Eneyata (No)," Thane came to a stop by the termination of the table's ledge, "…Nik astrid nasc nena strad hyate (None of them know anything about the meeting)."
"Horo (Well)," Reule tongued an index tip—at hand existed a dyad—to peel a fresh leaf off the stack he kept in neat order to one side, "…von mooj pieti don mu tiadua, Senut (you will need to go to these coordinates, Son)."
Reule removed the petiole…Thane gathered the bract, enclosed by his digit tips.
"Oz efe eyu bezitl ef tilyua dezi (Make sure you find and kill all of them), kaz di basl imi (every last one)," Reule raised his head covering to look fixedly on his junior, "…Tibi basta menuta ibila des sanuta (You failed to be the mist and shadow)…Ti prichina nobya tueil don von'tat (You are the reason she is dead)."
"Yabo wichum camo wi chilotz ad, moya sered (I was not what I was trained to be, my lord)," Thane dipped his point of jaw.
"Te bozol, Senut (You are an embarrassment, Son)," Reule looked vacantly downward onto his fists, coated in spots, "…Yi bu vian trashat Nefen de Sered moha gat bosha mac halathy ata soicha (You will be unforgiven by his Lord and Ladyship until you avenge the fallen)…Ee senut bodishek ba minut ashet orokkas (Your son is a ghost and you will never be welcome to him again)…nir ba Rakhana oet Nualavera (nor to Rakhana in Nualavera)…Fakat dot do'rejau bohana doretik (You are a debt I must pay as well)…Wa te ban'non, Thane (You are banished, Thane), ba banda yo shula kasivoe (until you succeed), itib ula bost dos tul ava muhk ai abbat papua (and you may no longer call me as your father), moeta isay naish (but this you know)."
Blinkingly, Thane bowed his head, "…Sered (Lord)."
"Tipa aust (Now leave me)," Reule stood to his cramped stature, contemplating his departing offspring's back, "…Udac nat hu dotakay athu'lausthay, Th'ane (Good hunting to you, Messenger)."

Casnar elevated his crystal to his spattered lips, wide back and scruff to the posterior doors belonging to the cottage—by way of glass panels he could glimpse every one of the company to the wake, although a small amount had stayed behind under the roof…
He was aware who these were…
Nearly all had found the route "outdoors" to the lighted patio to breathe fairly natural—naturally filtered—air conditioning.
Worn out as well as depressed, he looked after his nightcap. From time to time he glanced high to catch a glimpse of Kolyat with his aunt and uncle approaching the passageway separating the parlor from his room to rejoin the balance of the relations and companions outside—to the present moment, they had not.
Thane appeared from the border doorway along the easterly bisection of the compartment, an additional pair of wood panels that spread out to connect with the supply basement—pushing to secure the panels after him, what's more to stow away the fragrance belonging to a blazing bedi…The other drell lifted along with revolved his scrutiny after Thane's arrival by the head of the steps. "On zyeska moyata colaticiana est (Has he gone through my entire collection yet)," Casnar posed gruffly. Thane shook his head in addition to negotiating the curve—including furnishings—of the room divider, affecting an escape using the end glass to the patio.
Accompanied by a peep in the vicinity of the storage portal, next the sitting room timber, Casnar set one together with one in his mistiness attributed to dram along with desolation. In the operation appertaining to picking himself up to be quick following Thane, Casnar booted his chair in addition to scrambling over it.
"Ko det iuth (Where are you going)," he was breathing heavily, catching up to Thane at the veranda by making a detour around the lush garden track in favor of a small number of hedgerows, avoiding the patio whereabouts everyone stood or sat amid lantern-lit tables, distracted from his chase of Thane with their commiseration over the deceased, Kahjic potations and tired children.
Thane carried on with his amble in front, away from Casnar, by no means replying as he zigzagged over kindled pavés steering them to the aviation circle.
Casnar dashed over, almost onto his heels, "…Reule roz krauth beut tidha witu gara'thaut (Reule told you something about her killers), net aklu hayu, net aklu hayu (didn't he, didn't he)?" he muttered eagerly under the sibilation belonging to arthropods among the soft sconce lanterns, coming behind Thane on the meandering track, "…Tez nath yua obeu (You know who killed her)?—Skaz eme pa (Tell me, ple)—Waz matri mana yava (Look at me), moote broketa, Thane (damn you, Thane)!—Skaz eme shonza ayka ozt etaym (Tell me what he told you)!" Coming to a rest, Thane pivoted to confront him. "Yah chata naka oenue (I want to know who they are)," Casnar hissed, overshadowing him as he reached a halt. Down by his thighs, his fists were balls of muscle and bone.
"Etas diet de'mautha, moya sered (It is my task, my lord)," Thane uttered to him as he moved off along with turning once more to carry on.
Casnar walked, following him, "…Yaka mata papua moya ata ben sered moha aka feth ka'rat (I am as much your master as my father), voya che na bovas papua, Thane (your father are over you, Thane)…Toin ya voic meena ast uvay (You will take me with you)."
"Tue dozk Kolyat, Casnar (Will you leave Kolyat, Casnar)," Thane ceased once more to rotate and gaze on him.
The guilt traveled across his face, Casnar coming to a stand.
("…We'll do better for him if neither one of us are around, Thane…I know you are banished, and I'm worthless in the eyes of my family for having failed to protect her…Kolyat…Kolyat uniquely survived…Were it not for her wits…He would have been treated terribly worse…No,") Casnar shut and opened his eyes, ("…He will be better off with the others…I cannot stay here…and I cannot go back, Thane…I will go with you…")
Thane sank his chin, and in the wake of a breath, ("…Casnar, I do not know if I will return...") Coming from the patio, the voices traveled in earnest melody to their ears. Lamps shined gravely above the track. Inside the holosphere, never a bit of gentle wind was sensed. Thane passed around Casnar, and together with him, they proceeded on, ("…I doomed them, Casnar…I'm sorry…I was warned and I did not heed my sponsor's warning…It is my fault for listening to her…")
("To her?")
("To Irikah…She asked me if I had ever dreamed of making a decision for myself in my life…She showed me what could be and I lost it…I have lost everything.")
Casnar constructed no response, nevertheless his peace fetched fathomable agreement.
The entry to Thane's stratoracer was right in front of them as they moved outside of the enclosure belonging to the grounds in single file of the air lane. In the lead of Casnar, ("…You first, my lord,") Thane spoke while he unbolted with a key the hatch along with throwing it wide for the drell to take a seat within the interior.
Dropping himself within the confines of the craft, Casnar was settled. Externally, after the hatch was shut, Thane covertly bolted the stratoracer…in addition to cracking the key about its prongs on the inside of the clasp port. Casnar was attending to harnessing into his seating and, somewhat inebriated off his nightcaps, not bestowing a lot of attentiveness to the noise of the lock—nor the key snapping inside his door…Notwithstanding, at the moment that Thane ambled off from the craft, Casnar had glanced upward and observed the drell was not progressing round to the other hatch but presently making his way to a second stratoracer.
Intrigued about Thane's aim, Casnar removed his trappings and endeavored to thrust open the hatch. ("What the spirits…")
The hatch would not move. Casnar bungled for the auxiliary release, but the key prongs enclosed by the lock put a stop to the hatch operating with the nonfunctional lever accessible to him, consequently entrapping him inside the passenger seat. Startled by the present predicament, he slapped the glass window repeatedly with his palm to get Thane's notice.
I have no intention of babysitting him, Thane considered the consequences, and he heeded that he mayhap encounter difficulty returning Casnar unharmed from his undertaking to wipe out the whole lot of his partner's executioners, with the addition of others who had enabled the assassination. Lord or not, he was proceeding forward, his notion to disregard Casnar's command…He would handle the junior Tyrannus's infuriation when, and contingent on, his return—provided that he achieved success.
Hacking into the unemployed stratoracer he had advanced toward—availing himself of a keypack, such that requisitioned most Kahjic computers due to his previous occupation creating such elegant instruments to facilitate his objectives—Thane unlocked the hatch with a tick of control from the apparatus surrounded by his digits and tucked into the leather russet interior…
It was a refined craft, credit to Soterios opulence and position, commodities Thane did not possess except for the time he operated in the company of the elite machinists recruited under aegis of the Illuminated Primacy, or Kahje's theocracy…Bygone days after his retreat into family life…The dashboard luminesced in welcome as he switched on the core, backed the vessel skyward, coming out of its position in the midst of a number of stratoracers belonging to kin as well as close friends present that evening…The vessel climbed overhead into the airspace, lamps dimmed while he steered it, making little noise even as it purred above the front trusses atop the cottage porch.
Of course, the indicated happened to be Casnar's aircraft.
("Damn him for tricking me and—and stealing my strato!") Casnar swore.
His clenched hand made a dent into the instrument board.
Bitterly, he tugged off his sleeve to open up a portable carpal-cuff, and set about rashly hacking Thane's stratoracer's operating system—the interior pulsated on and off, dinging obnoxiously within the cabin, ("…The prick…") Casnar snarled as the vessel's security spurned his attempts—experienced, granted that he was fuddled at that hour yet swiftly sobering. Bearing witness to his personal aircraft fading into the night skyway over the acres, and foiled still by Thane's vessel's software, Casnar battered the navigation shank repeatedly with his dukes—subsequently wresting the stalk free of the vessel and tossing it over his shoulder into the rear seats. He launched into inebriated tears—lost of dignity, sibling, and opportunity, he batted his eyelids at the glass shield, catching sight of the next stratoracer within eyeshot…
Which chanced to be that one belonging to Rojelio and Sapphire—an administration-provided model that Casnar was exceedingly accustomed to…
And Casnar had his Plan B.
Crawling across the center console to the pilot half, characterized by even more control panels and leg space, Casnar tried out the security apparatus—established it unbolted, also cussed—and he pushed the hatch outward, separating his character from confinement. Released into the air, he made over the landing space to Rojelio's stratoracer.

ban'non: "banished" or "exiled" in Rakhïk Drell language — one banned from a family or country for punitive reasons.
ch'ol: "please" in Rakhïk Drell language — used in polite requests or questions.
elab: the brother of one's father or mother or the male partner or husband of one's aunt.
eneyata: applied to give a negative — Rakhïk Drell.
horo: "well" in Rakhïk Drell language — used to express a range of emotions including relief, anger, or surprise.
kasivoe: "succeed" in Rakhïk Drell language — to achieve the desired aim or result.
nefen: "lady" in Rakhïk Drell language — used as a title prefixed to the name of a female drellahna who has power, authority, or influence over other drells and drellahnas.
orokkas: "ghost" in Rakhïk Drell language — an apparition of a dead being.
papua: one's father in Rakhïk Drell language.
senut: one's son in Rakhïk Drell language.
sered: "lord" in Rakhïk Drell language — used as a title prefixed to the name of a male drell who has power, authority, or influence over other drells and drellahnas.
th'ane: "messenger" or "assassin" in Rakhïk Drell language — one who is employed to bear confidential messages, or even to carry out the murder of important individuals; also may be a member of the secretive sect on Merce'des, made up of militant ideologists who follow the code of the Terje Tierrea ("Five Towers" in Rakhïk Drell language) and are known to be initiated as young as two, raised in confinement until they graduate at the age of twelve — often through trial of survival of the fittest, the rigorous testing upon the "Isle of Tears" hidden in the Beirchardt Ocean produces a cloth of fighters that are incomparable to other talent known across the planet and possibly beyond its atmosphere.

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