Changer of Forms drank slowly, tasting the pain that flowed from the gasping figure lying on the makeshift bed. The fear that rose in great bellows. She felt restored. She felt renewed. She felt stronger.
However, she was not Changer of Forms. She was another. She wore a different form. She had a different name.
She was Teresa. Doctor of the dusts. Kindhearted idealist. She had been summoned. She had been found by the poor woman’s friends. Sarah was dying. Teresa knew. Not now. Not for some time. But it was unavoidable. Infection had already set in. The wound was festering, her blood boiling. The bullet had not passed cleanly through her shoulder. Another pointless squabble. Another wasted life.
Or it would have been. Had Changer of Forms not been able to feed. It was a small consolation to the Wild. Sarah’s life would not be wasted in full.
Teresa would help. She had pills. Helpful pills. Antibiotics. Rare enough in the world of the Dust. Driven by an impulse. Guided by Changer of Forms. There would be a future. Hopefully an interesting one.
"Give here these, twice a day, until they run out," Teresa said, holding out the small bottle of pills to the suffering woman’s friends.
"Please, we don’t have much, but take this," one of her concerned companions said, perhaps a brother if the similarity was anything to go by.
Teresa refused at first, knowing the expected pattern, eventually she accepted stashing the packet of coffee in her traveling pack. It would allow her to replenish some of the supplies she had spent.
She heard the sounds of shouting. Distant, but not distant enough.
"Teresa, there’s trouble," one of the settlers said. "Vin and his boys were spotted in the area. Something fell from the sky. You should go. There'll be trouble."
"Of course," Teresa said, offering a smile and kindly words to her patient, as she left the crumbling shack.
Straightening to her full height, Changer of Forms smiled beneath her mask. The noise that reached was promising. It was interesting. And she had a mind to see what was happening. Let the poor doctor find herself in danger. Changer of Forms was curious.
She would find more pain before the horizon.
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