Ashes of the Sky
I can't help but feel envious, because I will never have that.
"The answer changed every week." I say with a shrug.
"And now?"
I laugh quietly, but not because it's funny. But because sometimes that's easier.
"Now I just wonder if I'll survive long enough to attend the ceremony."
"Hope is a strange thing, little star."
I glance over. Her eyes fixed on the horizon as she strokes Aries' scales.
"Sometimes it disappears, and sometimes it simply changes shape."
A sad smile touches her lips. Something about her words settles inside my chest. For a long moment, neither of us speaks. Aries watches the bondeds with half-lidded eyes, occasionally flicking his tongue into the air.
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