Chapter 15 – The Hesta

After all this, she remembered thinking. She was fading, something heavy pressed upon her chest.
Then, strangest of all, she felt herself being borne up off the ground. Was she dying? Was this how it felt?
A face loomed over her.
“T’tahinay.”
Father.

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