I look at the sad creature in my mirror. All the life in my eyes has left me. Sharing my reflection, I see the spot where I last saw Jade. The place where I last saw her sunken form in a pool of blood. My breath hitches and my eyes sting even if all my tears have dried up. I hate being in my room. I asked if I could move into mom’s room since she wasn’t using it anyway, but my wish was declined due to decorum.
To keep my calm at night, Bjørnar slept in my bed with me, and Mother Green sat at the door, guarding for intruders. In the hall, I knew Mother Kitty sat, and by the entrance to our cave, her son, my friend Diego, stood guard. All to warn us if an elf entered the apartment and slow them down so that Bjørnar could hide from prying eyes.
There were no surprise visits during the nigh
