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Qanik looks up, startled. His mouth hangs open. Suddenly it's harder to think and speak. He can't even think in his own tongue. "Eira," the name tumbles out heavily, "Eira is my little sister. My chwaer fach."

And then it hits him that he had never talked about what happened to her after she died. When they burned her in the pyre, there were only tears and silent vows of revenge.

"She was born during winter like I was. A little thing. When I saw her for the first time, I did not even know what she was. But when she smiled with her little lips, I vowed I'd protect her with my life. Just like what older brothers do. But," his lips curl into a sad smile, "we grew up with her protecting me. I was never up to par in my father's eyes. Everyone else's... in fact. But she loved me anyway. And she told me I was the best brother in the world."

"But how can I be the best brother when I could not even save her from being raped and slain by a foreigner?"

He feels his tears well in his eyes. But he blinks them away and looks down on the floor. He had said more than he planned to. But then, with Lady, he feels like he could tell her these things.

Snipped from Of Little Girls and Memories (Lady and Qanik archives)

Description
Qanik looks up, startled. His mouth hangs open. Suddenly it's harder to think and speak. He can't even think in his own tongue. "Eira," the name tumbles out heavily, "Eira is my little sister. My chwaer fach."

And then it hits him that he had never talked about what happened to her after she died. When they burned her in the pyre, there were only tears and silent vows of revenge.

"She was born during winter like I was. A little thing. When I saw her for the first time, I did not even know what she was. But when she smiled with her little lips, I vowed I'd protect her with my life. Just like what older brothers do. But," his lips curl into a sad smile, "we grew up with her protecting me. I was never up to par in my father's eyes. Everyone else's... in fact. But she loved me anyway. And she told me I was the best brother in the world."

"But how can I be the best brother when I could not even save her from being raped and slain by a foreigner?"

He feels his tears well in his eyes. But he blinks them away and looks down on the floor. He had said more than he planned to. But then, with Lady, he feels like he could tell her these things.

Snipped from Of Little Girls and Memories (Lady and Qanik archives)