For Her

Declan

When she fell from the sky and slammed into the earth, the world broke open beneath her. The ground shuddered, cracks fanning out from her landing like veins of lightning, and for one brief, impossible moment, I felt nothing but relief. She was alive.

Snow-white hair plastered to her face, her eyes completely blue. No whites to her eyes. Just the same blue of her power that arced up her arm