Azura could see her mother’s face clearly and she was so beautiful. Her hair and skin were just like hers, blonde and ivory. She had big green eyes and was covered in light freckles. She remembered the night they watched Nyx’s Shower from the rooftop. Looking from her mother’s beautiful smile to her father’s laughing expressions. He was ruggedly handsome, his beard long and bushy, his eyes were cerulean blue and his hair a deep black. They kept laughing and pointing at the sky. Then her mind brought her to the last time she saw her mother. She was standing alone in the woods, weeping. Smoke filled the air around her and she couldn’t see. The cottage in the distance was engulfed in flames when suddenly someone yanks her hand and drags her through the forest. Her mother quickly lead her to a
