Dusk looped through the night sky, chasing the ball of light like a moth to a flame as Asmira laughed, light as air. Sati, a dark shadow with her wings wrapped around her, smiled at the joy in Asmira's laugh, something she knew the voxibell had struggled to find for so long—not that anyone could blame her. For someone who had gone through what she had, at such a young age, she was startlingly resilient, even if she didn't believe it herself. Sati didn't know if she would have been able to c...
