with the first drop of my blood in their veins, their faces are convulsed in mortal pains
Haze is here.
Why is Haze here?
Haze shouldn't be here.
I didn't want Haze to be here.
I didn't want Haze to die.
But right now Haze is here, and I want Haze to die.
I don't want Haze to use the wind to stir my pulse so she can drink the blood from my wrists.
It hurts her.
Haze shouldn't be here.
Jin knows that. He's not helping her.
I want Haze to die, and I want Jin to go with her.
I don't want to be remembered like this.
The ground paints only blood.
Haze is gone.