She lie there in the verdant grass, looking into the day’s sky, and admiring the essence of the world around her. With what happened the night before, there was a tenseness in the town that could not be revoked.
It wasn’t but in front of a very few people, but the miracle of Casita’s resurrected life had become the talk of the town before the following day had even begun. And while this may have seemed something of a positive thing, it seemed to come out as quite the opposite to some.
There were still quite a few that were frightened that one could walk among its people with such power; worse, still that she could reproduce a child. Something that she had already done in the first place. Now, some were left to wonder, what Kazmiyah was capable of-a daughter to a hybrid godde
