I couldn’t stop thinking about what Jastin might be doing. With Nirrin.
I squeezed the wooden bear hard, feeling its sharp ear digging into my palm.
The lake was off limits, even though it was where I usually went to deal with unwanted thoughts. I didn’t want to see if they were still there. And I especially didn’t want to see what they were doing.
I’m not sure why, but I went to visit Dozan.
I found him packing up a mountain of supplies. His father was on his feet, and the first to see me. “Sember, right? Your name is Sember?” His eyes seemed bright as he looked at me, no longer sunken into his face.
At the sound of my name, Dozan turned around. His eyes held an expression of guarded joy.
I ignored him. “Yes. You’re looking much better.”
“I hear that I have you to thank.” He rubbed
