Death... From thoughts of life she had come full circle again to death.
Khay had died. Kameni, perhaps, would die, and his face, like Khay's would slowly fade from her memory...
She looked then at Hori, standing quietly beside her.
It was odd, she thought, that she had never really known just what Hori looked like...
She had never needed to know...
She spoke then, and the tone of her voice was the same as when she had announced, long before, that she would walk down the path at sunset alone.
"I have made my choice, Hori.
I will share my life with you for good or evil, until death comes..."
With his arms round her, with the sudden new sweetness of his face against hers, she was filled with an exultant richness of living.
"If Hori were to die," she thought, "I should not forget!
Hori is a song in my heart for ever... That means - that there is no more death..."