Chapter 5

THE RE-BUILDING

 

Koreena watches with slight reservation as the men in the room disappear to 'investigate' and as LB soon follows. While they head outside Koreena takes her drink and moves over towards her chair. She sits down and closes her eyes, listening to the myriad of tiny sounds coming from outside the inn, a mental image forming for her. Blinks at Demon's changing. 'That doesn't happen too often...or maybe he is less reserved now. Could have caught it without the show.' She grins and takes a sip of her drink.

Terrible as was his loneliness, a meeting with Jack would have been more terrible. And, after all, it was true, a gulf had opened between them.

What wonderfully different impressions and feelings, with regard to the same circumstances, come across the mind in the broad, clear, and beautiful light of day to what haunt the imagination, and often render the judgment almost incapable of action, when the heavy shadow of night is upon all things.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there,

I only sleep

Do not stand at my grave and cry

I am not there,

I did not die

Ladruca