Kyran stood frozen where he was, his feet heavy and still.
Everyone waited for him to turn, to say something... anything, but he simply lifted his foot again and walked away, leaving only his cold, quiet figure behind him.
After that day, every word spoken about Elestria’s death and their broken marriage was silenced. It was not hard to guess who had made it so, Kyran.
But the dead are gone. You may silence the voices of the living, but can you truly face yourself when the world falls quiet at night?
Kyran woke up suddenly, breathing hard. Three days had passed since they found her.
Three days of endless dreams. Every time he closed his eyes, she was there... Elestria, alive and gone, was standing before him. Yet no matter how he spoke to her, the Elestria in his dreams said nothing a
