Whispers And Echoes

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After a moment, however, it was too much—Mr. Benedict began to cry in earnest, shivering even more violently, whether because of his injuries or emotion. Kate silently took her hat and dabbed his tears. She sniffed and then asked wryly, “Anyone else need the hat?”

Why do you need her to tell you what is wrong, Chakotay?" Dream Father had continued to carve a small wooden flute, unperturbed by his son's obvious agitation. He sighed, and an unstable smile crossed his face. “I love you children so much. I want you to know that.” Chakotay had looked at him in confusion. "Why would you carve a damaged flute—one that couldn't possibly play music? What is the use of that?" Legend had it that these whispers held the power to reveal long-buried secrets, hidden desires, and the untold stories of those who had dared to listen. They were said to be the voices of the forgotten, the echoes of lives that had once passed through the dimly lit corridors of time.I wish it were more,” Reynie mumbled. “That’s not even enough time to… I don’t know, enough time for anything.” Were they all Irish setters?" he asked casting about for something neutral to say. He saw the surprise in her eyes as she realised that he must have done more than just notice the picture in her ready room.

Kate emerged from behind her hat, furious and desperate. “He’s your brother, Mr. B. Can’t you do something?” Until you can say it so many times that it becomes the truth!" he hissed through clenched teeth. "Because as far as I'm concerned the past five months—those were the truth; the past two years—those were the truth. These past five days are the travesties—the lies! And nothing you can say would convince me otherwise."All right," she acquiesced meekly, but she knew exactly why she hadn't asked him. She looked down in dismay at the short, silk slip she had worn to bed in an effort to keep cool. The last time he had given her a massage, she had been wearing one of those comfortable robes Tuvok had given her years ago for her birthday, and she'd still felt like melting into his arms. But she was in way too much pain to even think of trying to change with him just on the other side of the door.