Like before, I was frozen in place when I saw her again, and despite all that I have seen, perhaps, it was because I have seen so much, that I was able to see how amazing and tragic this scene was before me.
She was still on her knees, and I had not forgotten her sheer… size. The first time I had seen her… a woman of jade and dark metal, kneeling, hands open in her lap, and if she stood her head would go up into the dome, I still cannot see the top of… I had wondered how one could grow to be so big.
I could not see her face, since she had no head. There was a cut across the base of her neck, and it is the same cut the wardens have. Flat green cross-section, metallic components showing, no head on her shoulders and no head at her feet. Whatever came through that door took hers first and did not leave it behind, and I have never worked out whether that means something or nothing at all.
