Chapter 62

Inner Opal’s eyes would not open. She was surrounded by limitless black. This is it. I’m dying. She accepted it.

She felt calm, warm, and numb, until a cold wind whistled in her ear, and chilled her cheek. In the distance were muffled voices, but she did not care what they said. As she lay motionless in the soft grass, her thoughts went one last time to Karn.

Please forgive me, Karn. I love you.