Chapter Seven You Have Wings
Rain trickled down the windowpane. It gradually fogged from the breaths rushing through Ella’s lips as she sat nervously perched on the edge of the window sill. Archai was very real, and as it was much too difficult to look him in the eyes, she focused on the curtain of shadow that fell over Phoenix outside her windowpane.
“I am more than willing to explain myself when you're comfortable enough,” Archai said. “I can sense your uneasiness.” He stepped to the far side of the room and propped his sword in the corner. “Memory loss of this scale was not expected,” he went on. “I am very much uncertain of how to move forward.”
Ella took in a deep breath, still weirded out by the way Archai spoke. “Well,” she started, looking up through red, puffy eyes. “I've seen
