“Is she dead? There’s an awful lot of blood.” It was a child’s voice. Young. Inquisitive. Footsteps shuffled; clothing rustled. “She’s so pale.” Another voice. His breath tickled her cheek. “She was already pale, before the Valerian shot her.” “She’s Valerian also.” How many children were there? “I can see that, Meisha. I’m not blind.”...
The Time Before by Peggy Rockey Part 6 – Twice
Not a standalone story