12AuraThe Sights are taking them. Aura focused on Yashe’s words. She felt the red eyes of the Sight on her, staring at her soul, filling her mind with whispers. She shook her head. That’s impossible.
Aura winced as Adie gently washed her arm in the sink of her bathroom. Adie motioned for her to sit next to the tub on the silver floor. She had gathered a few bandages from her closet and some ointment from Thora.
“Thora said it will heal quickly if we use this,” Adie said as she unscrewed the lid off a clear jar. Her face scrunched as she eyed the green oozy liquid inside.
Aura chuckled. “Give it to me. I can put it on myself.” She dipped her fingers into the jar, collected some of the ooze, and placed it on her arm.
Instant coolness radiated across the burn, and she sighed with relief.
