I stayed in the woods crying until I had no more tears. I could still hear Sheren’s voice and the desperation in it as she started towards Acarliana and Sacratia. I could also hear that same voice when she was a little girl, laughing as she chased the ducks that were at the pond near our home. As the sun set and the air cooled, I stayed and looked up at the sky, wondering why the fates had allowed this to happen. The moon shone down, bathing the ground in its pale light and I watched the stars dance across the sky and thought of Aharon and the anger in his voice when he thought I had killed Carli. I understood his anger, if our roles had been switched, I would have felt the same. Though I understood it, there was a part of me that felt hurt that he thought I would do anything to harm

