Morgan

Tsuneo seemed a bit troubled by what I was saying, but for a while we said nothing. After a moment, Tsuneo eventually walked away to tend the fire. I watched Tsuneo, as he tended to the fire, and I couldn’t help but feel the weight of everything pressing down on us. Pyra stirred within me, her presence faded to the back of my mind. It wasn’t just the Convening that loomed—it was the uncertainty of how much control we truly had over our own lives now that we were tied to ...