#Chapter 102: Light a Candle

Draken

The air was colder up here. Thicker, too, like it was leaving me breathless.

I didn’t know if it was the cold wind or the weight pressing down on my chest that made it harder to breathe, but either way, the ache settled in deeper and deeper the longer I stood there in the snow.

Daria’s grave hadn’t changed much since the last time I had visited. The stone was still smooth and polished as if