That's a lot of rock...

“Move ‘er? Bollocks on that, I’m not chuckin’ a dead body through a ravine in the middle of a monsoon on some otherworldly planet where shit don’t make a lick of sense. We can leave ‘er be, cover ‘er wit some rocks from just there and say we’re sorry she’s dead then be back inside this cave ‘fore we’re soaked to the bone.” Daphne held out her arms against the weight of the wet leather of her jacket. “Too late,” she told Will as she stripped the jacket off and laid it on top of her rucksack. It was easier to move, but instantly colder. Damn this place.

Daphne headed back out into the rain and was true to her word; she began pulling melon-sized rocks from the side of the ravine and laying them around Sara’s body. She tried at first to place the rocks atop the dead girl’s chest or thighs, but the rocks kept falling off so she’d set about making a base of sorts to stack more on top of. She wasn’t sure what she’d expected, but this was serious work and it was taking a ton of rocks just to…

She cocked her head at the sound of shifting rock and looked at the side of the ravine just in time to see it break free and come tumbling down. “Landslide!” she shouted as she ran for safety. The noise was awful, but the rain kept the dust and debris from clouding the air. Apparently that section of rock wasn’t as stable as she’d thought. To think what would have happened had it gone while she and Eris were shimmying down… When Daphne turned back, Sara’s body was completely buried in rubble. Now that was a proper funeral pyre. Daphne shrugged, at least that part was done. She carefully made her way back towards the edge of the enormous mound and held a hand over her heart. That felt right, right? Shit, she wasn’t sure what she was supposed to say.

She hollered over her shoulder, “Oy, I’m finished coverin’ ‘er up! Come say somethin’ nice.”

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