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Yasmin Sure-Hand had seen a lot of mourning, back home and here at the Academy. She had never seen anyone mourn as Yasmin-3 did, with the blood-spotted rosette on her white shoulder cord, and her face nearly as pale and set as her white funeral garments. She and Phila had been together; now they were apart forever and she mourned him in cold fury.
Yasmin found herself afraid for the first time. Every time she looked in that direction, Yasmin-3 glared back at her.
She remembered how fearful Jehen had been of Phila after that first flying class, and now she understood. That impersonal hatred, intensely focused, could have nothing to do with her; they did not know each other and only shared a name.
POV Yasmin Sure-Hand, from NaNo 2015 novel project, Ship’s Heart.