It was dusty and so hot that on passing near water one longed to bathe.
Dusty looked at his adopted sister again.
"You've got five seconds," Dusty said, unruffled.
Dusty rose in response, peeling off his shirt.
"Sofia," Dusty said in a tone he knew conveyed his displeasure.
I'm sorry, Dusty, but I had to do it and I can't tell you why.
"Darian," Dusty said with patience he didn't quite feel.
The sidewalks were wooden and the street was dusty and unpaved.
Following the battalion that marched along the dusty road came priests in their vestments--one little old man in a hood with attendants and singers.
As they watched, the figures in the dusty heat waves finally became recognizable as cavalry - even to the naked eye.
They took their time, squatting on the dusty ground, letting minutes pass between bits of conversation.
"Toni, send your Traveler to grab the driver in the Camaro down the street," Dusty said, returning his gaze to the charred building in front of him.
Dusty chuckled, glad for the distraction from his dark thoughts.
No, Dusty, Darian needs me.
Dusty relaxed and smoothed her hair back like he might a child's.
Dusty wasn't sure how Pierre ever made it through the Guardian basic training with his lip.
While he made a good match for Sofia, Dusty had never met any Guardian with such a loose interpretation of discipline.
"The next White God," Dusty said.
Don't bitch to me, Dusty said.
Dusty gazed at him, reminded of the man Darian used to be before he was destroyed by the Black God himself.
At the very least, Dusty hoped Darian grew out of the terrible twos.
"Dusty, I can't deal with this on my own," he said, gesturing to his head.
"Right now she could use some company," Dusty suggested.
"I would never hurt her, Dusty," Darian said and stood.
Take care of Sofi, Dusty ordered.
Once Damian came back, Dusty was going on his first vacation ever.
I'm not old enough to know how, Dusty said, convinced Talon was psychotic in addition to sadistic.
"It's yours," Dusty said, somewhat relieved to have a little more help.
Dusty strode into the gym and peeled off his shirt.
"I'll be right there," Dusty said, retrieving his shirt.
"Dusty, you need to get some rest," she said, concern in her voice.
But the Governor did not finish: a dusty perspiring officer ran into the room and began to say something in French.
Prince Andrew was somewhat refreshed by having ridden off the dusty highroad along which the troops were moving.
First along the dusty road came the infantry in ranks, bareheaded and with arms reversed.
The room, dusty and untouched since the death of Joseph Bazdeev was now even gloomier.
When he sat with his elbows on the dusty writing table in the deathlike stillness of the study, calm and significant memories of the last few days rose one after another in his imagination, particularly of the battle of Borodino and of that vague sense of his own insignificance and insincerity compared with the truth, simplicity, and strength of the class of men he mentally classed as they.
By the side of the path, on the dusty dry grass, all sorts of household goods lay in a heap: featherbeds, a samovar, icons, and trunks.
A man who has at length found something to do will not need to get a new suit to do it in; for him the old will do, that has lain dusty in the garret for an indeterminate period.
How worn and dusty, then, must be the highways of the world, how deep the ruts of tradition and conformity!
Dusty, you're not supposed to know.
Dusty, did you ever consider working for the Black God?
"I hate evil," Dusty replied.