Pieces of the Past

Lyra’s lips parted, a tremor running through her. She knows my mother’s name. Why? How? The weight of it pressed down on her chest, stealing the air from her lungs, as her thoughts spun out of control.

Swallowing hard, she stepped out from behind Kaelen’s protective stance, her hands trembling at her sides. Her voice came out fragile, unsteady, but laced with urgency.

“Madam… you… you know my mo