192 Forgetting is worse than death.

Titan sat in the same spot for a very long time, ignoring the pain her legs felt and the cold of the night.

She sat and stared into space as though there was nothing more to live for and one should think that she was already in a vegetative state except for the fact that she was still sitting.

Zhelang stood with his daughter all through the night but eventually slept off in the early hours of the next day.

The moon was still up and the sky, dark. Titan didn't close her eyes nor did she move a muscle from where she sat.

On her hand were tiny particles of Zagan's dust. Everyone was asleep, the king, the guards and even the Amazonians.

Titan was still absent-minded when particles in her hands began to glitter. The blue spackles spread and it was only when it began to float in the air that Titan's eyes blinked slightly.