“Sierra had visited the grave with Evan the first day they were here, but she was alone this time. The tombstones were laid out in a neat grid, and Sierra sat near Seth’s, which was unadorned like the others. Only his name was carved in the rock: Seth Avialie. She ran a hand over the grass. His body was somewhere under this dirt. A shudder went through her at the morbid thought. The waves crashed in the background. The breeze stirred her hair. The tension in her muscles melted away. Every moment... she could have alone she cherished. Seeing Lina, Natalia, and Alastor again, being surrounded by the Avialies, carrying on conversations, helping Jeshro… it was all exhausting. “Hey, Seth,” she said quietly. “I wish you were here.” If Seth were here, he’d be on her side to get Grace and Dar. He’d counteract Evan’s vehemence for revenge. Sashe would be here, and Sierra wouldn’t feel so tense around the people she used to consider her parents, the ones who had talked her into believing Lisbeth’s prophecy despite the risks.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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