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The Vedera are called immortal by those who can not fathom a life of so many millennia, stretched beyond the mortal ability to measure. Death avoids us, but it is not a stranger.
“It’s a good thing there aren’t very many of you,” Corayne said in a low voice. Dom startled, not in confusion, but surprise. “I beg your pardon?” She brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes. “Or else your kind would have conquered the world.”
“They are whole while I am not.”
It was a comfort, to list and understand, when there was so much she could no longer quantify. The ships make sense when nothing else does.
“Well, if you don’t belong to a place, perhaps we belong to each other?
