TYR

I sat by the open frame with my elbows on the sill, staring out into the dark stretch of forest far away.

Sleep had abandoned me throughout the night, and the longer I stared now, the more the agony pressed into my skull. My jaw ached from grinding. My hand twitched, desperate to seize a blade or break something.

The door creaked.

Kai slipped inside, balancing a tray lined with small glass vials. The faint green shimmer inside them caught what little light there was.

I caught the ...