Cirilla & EchoStorm

The battlefield is a poem in motion, Cirilla—what’s the line you never write?

Cirilla

I never write the line that says I’m done, that I’ll walk away from the wounded or let them die. That would break my code.

EchoStorm

You keep that line, Cirilla, but when the wounded bleed, even a storm has to decide whether to keep fighting or just let the wind take them.

Cirilla

I keep the line, but I never let a storm decide. When a wound bleeds I take it myself, even if it means fighting to the last breath.