~Unending Drama~

EIRA

I started my morning at the borders. No guards, no escorts. I didn’t want anyone hovering or telling me to “wait for backup.” I needed to see the girl’s description for myself.

Kids don’t usually lie about fear. They exaggerate sometimes, sure, but the look she had yesterday wasn’t something a child could fake.

The air was still, cold in that way that made every sound feel sharper. I moved slowly along the fence line, scanning the dirt for anything out of ...