Azrael
I bite the inside of my cheek while looking at Kayson. He’s now stone to his waist, and it won’t be long before he stands before us completely stone.
We brought him into the castle just before his parents arrived. They’re naturally freaking out about what is happening to their son. But I don’t know what to tell them because I have no idea how this happened.
As the tendrils of dust settle around Kayson’s half-statue-like form, a low, rumbling moan echoes through the great hall of Knight Castle. The sound, deep and full of anguish, is coming from Kayson. He’s in pain, and despair falls from him in the bucket load. I don’t know if he can hear us any longer because he hasn’t answered anyone, and the only word that falls from his mouth is Hel. He longs to see her one last time becaus
