Visha had helped Nyx and herself. Her imagination was no longer running wild, and she was finally able to relax. So for the next few days, she allowed herself to laugh and have fun.
But fun days can never last long. There will be days when you want to stop something from happening, but nothing you do can change it.
The night before their convoy arrived at the valley, seven people stood apart from the crowd. No one spoke, but the silence was deafening. This would be their last night together.
According to Chi, they would see each other again. But she also said they would find her. How was she so sure they would be travelling in the future?
Still, the thought of seeing them again lessened the heartache she was feeling.
"This had to happen sooner or later." Chi let out a breath. Her eyes were red as they drifted towards Visha.
"I would prefer later," Visha replied.
"So would I. But we can't go to the festival with you. This is as far as we can go."
