Mist
“It’s been hours and his body is cooling. His scent is fading.”
“Hylja sála,” I said, and disappeared. Malachi’s arms fell to his sides, and he sighed.
I stood in the other realm, but it was the silent realm I always disappeared to, and I screamed in frustration as I looked around. This wasn’t the same place, and I tried to envision where I had been with Kiran, and then the words just came to me.
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