Message from Exile

(Kaelen’s POV)

The bird flapped its wings and flew off just as my eyes ran over the letter in my hand.

Each stroke on the paper made me imagine how it had been written… my mother sitting at a small table, her hand steady, the candlelight glowing on her face as she guided the pen across the page.

My chest grew warm. My knees felt weak, and I sank slowly onto the bed, the paper trembling between my