‘It eases me, nonetheless. We all thank you.’ ‘We?’ He mouthed the word, but did not think that was how she shared his thought. ‘My kind. I am the last who can save them. I am She Who Remembers. Even now, it may be too late. But if I am not too late, and I can save them, we will remember you. Always. Take comfort in that, creature of a few breaths.’ ‘Wintrow. My name is Wintrow.’
