My eyes are closed, everything is good, like I am soaring through the air.
Wind blowing across my face, wind curling around my ears.
Water splashing upward on my skin, cooling the burning sensation.
But something is off. It isn't "good," something is amiss.
Then I remember, a boy hugging me in a cemetery, blood pooling on the floor by his feet, his face stained with scars and tears.
A girl, around my age, running through a thick wood, shouting names.
A young man beside the girl making stupid jokes that she would never find funny.
A sixteen year old girl, with her little five year old brother trailing behind her.
Then, I remember.
Ares, Lola, Apollo, Sol–
Then all goes black.
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Their First Understanding - STA Book Two
Fantasy(A/N: New chapters will publish daily *as daily as is available to my ability* :) Undergoing the search for the usually elusive goddess of death, Hel, Ares is gone. Korri will wake, find Ares, and she will learn things. Such as how powerful she rea...
