When Love Was A Trial
low Creek came
the last of the generation I' d grown up with. Their grandchildren now ran the t
d. Not with clouds,
us. I had only seen him in Elara' s rare, fleeting descriptions, but
a look of profound disgust crossed his perfec
s voice echoing through the valley.
to me. He was spe
led out from him. It wasn't fire or wind. It was a bligh
s turning to dust. The grass blackened an
man, woman, and child in Hollow Creek died in that single, silent
lara' s "gift" of long life protected me fro
the dead earth. He was going to kill me him
for me, a flash o
n Caelus' s chest. She looked distraught, her fac
pleaded with h
ger softening slightly. "He
rs. But they weren't for the dead people of Hollow
hisper. "His power... it' s volatile. He gets these rages. The liv
rifice. My frie
heir lives," she said, as if that expla
chless with a grief s
ion hardening with resolve. She grabbed my arm,
the corpse of my home, from the graves of every
ethelgard. To her gild