Chapter 48

For her, words were echoes. Some things escaped articulation. Such was Brielle. Talin sank to the ground, her legs giving way. The short walk had exhausted her. Brielle crossed her arms. "I thought you weren't giving up?" "I need to rest." The ghost walked to her, radiant, unsmiling, mad. She reached a hand to Talin. "I'll help you just this once. Don't make a habit of it." Their palms touched. "Just this once," Talin murmured. She felt herself being yanked upward. "Had enough?" her...