The Weathered Lie

Cordelia followed Lora for a while until they reached a gravestone. The stone bore a single word: [Kael.]

"You know the village traditions," Lora began as she brushed leaves off the gravestone. "When children pass away before adulthood, their gravestones don't bear elaborate inscriptions, just their names."

Cordelia stood still, taking a deep breath. "You want to tell me that Kael is dead and that