Eighteen:
Crimson Ashland
There was singing. A deep, throaty, elderly woman’s voice. Grandmothers. “Moon and Sun, Run, run, run, Moon and Sun, run to find the one….” But Grandmother couldn’t be there. I was at Castle Lupine. I was participating in The Mating Season, because I didn’t have a choice. “Crimson….” I heard my grandmothers voice say, and I felt her hand stroking my forehead. I wanted to believe that it was real. That my grandmother was there. But in reality, it was probably the healer that had been called to take care of me because of Devils Lung. Still, I forced myself to open my eyes. When I opened them, my vision was blurry, and as it went in and out of focus it became clearer slightly. I saw my Grandmother’s face, and I let out a gasp.
“Grandmoth
