Four months later
Novah sighs as she takes off her graduation gown and folds it around her arm as she kneels down at the small grave in front of her. Placing her hand on the stone, she traces the runes and words engraved on it. She smiles as she looks to the sky.
“Well dad, here I am. Graduated and still bored… I’ll be leaving for Cairo’s pack later today. I feel like you and Ma would have liked him.’’ She sighs before leaning against the grave, retracing the runes again. “I miss you, papa. Sometimes I wonder if you’re staring down at me. Knowing this world, you may be.’’
Looking up to the sky, she smiles. She thinks back to more than half a year ago, her parents gushing about her being a senior and their little talks of what she plans on doing afterward. Frowning sadly, she looks to Ar
