[Shadestorm]

After waking in bitter cold of the night, Arue went to work.

Through sobs and tears he wound up his sister in silk, so that none of her wounded skin shew threw. Having no practice in death ceremonies and preparal, it was no easy feat to carry his sister through to the gate tree.

Finally after hours of exhaustion, he came to his tribal Gate tree. The amazing thing about this tree was that not only it was enormous, the branches were of the width of seven Gulchi, but that thousands of silked bodies hung by thick strands upon the mighty branches of the Gate tree.

With the last amount of energy Arue had, he hung his sister next to his dead parents, who had been hung apon the tree only three years ago.

It was done, his sister's soul was on it's way to Yakora, the heavens of the Gul.

Arue went to see how the rest in his village were faring after the attack.