Three Years and Eighteen Goodbyes
Upon hearing the news, Maya was so excited that we spoke for three whole hours.
She couldn't wait for me to board the plane and return to Thalora.
The next day, when my flight landed, Maya rushed to greet me. She was accompanied by Holly and a few other colleagues.
Three years had passed, and each of them carried the marks of time.
When they saw me, they all seemed surprised.
In the years I had been living for myself, I hadn’t aged. In fact, I looked rather youthful to them.
It was a little after that I learned why Kit had suddenly disappeared in the second year I was in Solara.