Unable to sleep despite the bone-shaking weariness clinging to her body and mind, Serena pushed open the stable doors. Thinking spending some time with Starfire would calm her, she reached for one of the brushes left by one of the hands on top of a barrel. The moment her hand touched the wooden handle everything inside her seemed to soften. There were too many good memories to choose from during that one summer they spent together, but the best would still have to be the first time he braided her hair. She had brought the hard horse brush thinking it was the only one left that hadn’t broken against a battle with her hair. Yet Dillan had been so gentle when he used it on her, and only when absolutely necessary.
The recollection sent much needed peace in her warring heart and mind. Since l
