Beyond Askandra by Mia Ellison 2018
It had been only a couple of hours since Mother had disappeared. She had been sick for a long time, she was on her dying breaths. The cold aur prickled my cheek as it floated passed. A single tear ran down my cheek, which felt like it had frozen in place. Addae was standing just outside, telling everyone who came to leave me alone. To leave me to think. I didn’t want to be left alone. I hated my thoughts. They were too dark, to filled with sad thoughts and depressing pictures of Mother and I. Most importantly, the stores and the land she promised she would bring me. Which now seems so far away.