42 – Merido Dakira
Grannie Kay was right. One, the night sky was full of stars, shimmering magically on us. It felt like a silly fairytale, setting me up with such beauty, an absolute opposite to what my life really was. I smiled to myself, wanting to just savour the moment. This was, maybe, my 4th chance at life. Two, the old woman was right about Arawn. He had come a long way, I imagined, from where he was. He sure was already tired by now, with all the fights he had fought, with the orders he had obeyed, and with the deaths he had put in his hands. He looked almost terrified when Grannie Kay hinted at him about seeing his past. Agatha’s grandmother was not a Seer. She was not a witch, either, nowhere near someone who could cast spells. But her gift of seeing had something to do with her ancestors being
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