*Kael*

I remembered the night of the raid in haunting clarity.

It was an oddly cloudy night, the moon nowhere in sight, the Moon Goddess turning a blind eye to the devastation about to occur.

My mother, Kaelin, set me and my other siblings to bed—except Kitron, of course, because he and my father, Adelio, were going to accompany the nightguard Epsilons—not too long after dinner. We slept in the same large, circular room, a third of it having ...