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I thought I was ready to face the Afterlife Academy again but… maybe I was wrong. Being here was different. Scary. It brought back a whole host of memories from the last time I was here. When Ormslang painted the walls with my blood and tears. I thought I’d be excited to come back and reclaim my wings, my wounds, my pride. Var’s encouraging words had fuelled me on my way here but now that I was actually looking at the building, fear was creeping into my heart.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. Perhaps I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to make a big decision like this. Even though it had been a couple of months since the Midnight Ravens took over the school, the wounds were still fresh. They were healing around the edges but that didn’t mean anything. One mistake and I’d b
