Chapter 31: Star Signs

Mialtros slid down the tree branches, unable to stop herself for the hammers weight. She scraped her boots against the ice, smeared jelly on her palm, and shaped a hay fork which she stabbed into the thick crust. Ice flew as they slowed to a stop.

The portal vanished from sight.

Mialtros laid her head down. Tears flowed freely, dripping onto the tree bark. She prayed Xiathera’s soul could find peace. She held the sigil tightly in her palm, letting the points dig into her skin.

She would not let anyone take this from her. No one would never get that close to her again.

Mewl tore his way out of the hood, running to the notebook which had tumbled out of Mialtros’s arms.

'When we see her soul again…we are going to throw her the biggest party we can. We’ll make statues and plant them all over Daldaria! Everyone will know of her sacrifice, d**n the laws that say we can’t!'