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Beyond My Knowing, chapter 33

Finally, something gave and the woman looked around as if she’d forgotten how she’d got where she was. She muttered something to herself about getting too old and went back inside, intent on finishing the laundry.
Kes sagged and collapsed to the floor. She felt the vibration of steps crossing the floor and vaguely felt the press of Anara’s fear and worry and guilt. Kes wanted to tell her it was alright, that it was going to be alright, that she didn’t blame her, that she understood, even though she hardly felt like she could understand anything at all at the moment, as tired as she was. She hurt, her whole body felt like it hurt somehow. She had to sleep, she thought blearily… and, so thinking, so it happened.
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Kes dreamt of her wife, that she was her wife. That she wasn’t herself at all anymore. She, Anara, got to her knees next to Kes and reached out for her, tears falling from her eyes. She looked at her hand though, saw she was still holding the bloody knife and tossed it aside, touching her wife’s face hesitantly. ”Zaraya…?” She asked softly. She was near panic. Kes was… gone, just gone… She sensed for her, and could tell she was there, inside her body… maybe even… inside both of their bodies? She wasn’t there, but, at the same time, she was. Just… out of her reach somehow? But… Anara looked over at Miteza and saw her sister’s thoughts as she was trying to drag Cagen inside and not making much headway. Unreasoning hate flashed over Anara’s mind again, and satisfaction that she’d killed the object of her hate. She shook her head, feeling dazed all of the sudden, and looked down at Kes again. She took a breath and got up to go help her sister bring in the body. She had to. Kes wouldn’t be safe unless she did, none of them would.
”Let me help.” She offered.
Miteza looked up at her, fear flashing over her moment, but it quickly turned to… something else. Acceptance? Anara wasn’t sure. She didn’t have time to think though, she just helped Miteza get Cagen’s body inside, Miteza hurrying to close the door once that was done. Anara sensed Miteza turn to see her son, armed, at the foot of the stairs, looking at them and Cagen with confusion and at her with wariness. To Artem’s mind, women weren’t supposed to fight and kill, especially not against men. Kes had been one thing, but to him, Kes was an alien, possibly a divine being of some kind, and that meant that normal convention didn’t necessarily apply to her. He looked down at Kes, saw her vulnerable, and his mind skipped a beat again. He’d seen her as… something that was… invincible.
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LOVE,a powerful weapon when looking into the face that you fear the most .ANARA never hesitated to protect KES ,her wife from the face of danger .MITEZA realized what she thought she knew about love was not what she had .KES when pushed met the old woman head-on and won but not without punishing herself in the process.They need to go and quickly.One helluva post,thoroughly enjoyed reading this but keep them safe please.THANKS,ps.