TYR

First, it was the pain that almost made me yell. Then a blinding white light that nearly felt worse than the pain. And then… I was rolling in the memory I’d tried to rub off my mind for centuries. I was better off dead. The gods should take me.

When my eyes eventually opened, I thought I had slipped into death itself.

Daisy’s face hovered above me. Her smile was tender, her eyes so familiar that it made my chest twist. For a moment, I let myself believe that she was here, that we ...