<div class="floatright">(http://img21.imageshack.us/img21/2125/duskq.jpg)</div><br/>She listened in silence as the words of the living mixed in her mind with those of the dead.  It was a little difficult to understand at first; they didn't seem to be able to make sense of the demons' desire to slowly torture and break the humans.  It was abhorrent to her; she knew that not everyone would desire a quick and painless death as the whispers commanded, but no one had any wish to be slowly ground apart under the infernal torments promised by the masses outside the wall.<br/><br/>The whispers picked up more rapidly as she saw the wagon.  Everything was so much harder to understand during the day, amid the din of other voices and with the painful light of the Daystar barreling down upon her.  As they spoke, her eyes flickered to the corpse inside, and she slowly approached to investigate.  Her footsteps stopped some distance from the wagon so as not to frighten off the villagers, but she had a number of questions which she hoped that the body inside might be able to answer for her.