Keeping Quiet
POV: Diana
I couldn’t stop hearing his voice.
“Hello, again, reborn.”
It echoed in my skull like an old bell, clearly chilling and too familiar in its strangeness. I didn’t know who he was or what he meant but something in my body had responded like it knew… like the part of me that birthed Cael had recognized the sound before my mind could catch up.
I watched Cael closer the next day.
He hummed under his breath while playing with his toy dragon. But not the usual childish tunes or songs I’d sung to him before. This one was older. Hollow. It came with strange pauses melodic haunting notes that wrapped around the corners of the room like smoke. I didn’t recognize it but it felt ancient.
He tapped his fingers to it like it belonged to him.
Later, I found him sitting in
