Luke was shaking. Tears rolled down his cheeks, he wouldn't believe it, but the proof was overwhelming. He had to.
-She isn't dead, not really, is she? He asked Chiron, pulling the kwelyo of his dyaket closer to his neck with the arm that wasn't around me. I was leaning on him. I was tired, scared, sad, and all the other things a 7 taon old would be.
-I'm not sure. I think most of her is indeed dead. He answered, his tail swinging in the air.
-Luke closed his eyes tight and bit his lip. I whipped the corner of my eyes with my sleeve.
Thalia had been untouchable. She'd always stood tall, she'd...
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