Unnatural: The Wildfire
She whispered, her eyes on the floor and on instinct, I used my right hand to tilt her face up.
"What's your name?"
Eyes wide open in alarm, she stuttered "Lilia."
"And where is Dahlia?"
"By the river." She muttered.
Releasing her, I leaned to whisper in her ear "You're a Kriona, Lilia. Krionas are never afraid, you hear me?"
Satisfied when she nodded eagerly, I let her lead the way. I, too, needed a word with the new head of the Kriona community.
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