Kael found her sooner this time.
Before the screaming.
Before the shadow.
She stood at the edge of the plaza, silver hair tied loosely, wearing a cloak too clean for someone living in this city. Her eyes pale blue were fixed on him.
Not past him.
Not through him.
At him.
You remember, she said calmly.
Kael froze.
No one ever remembers, he whispered.
She tilted her head. Then why do you look like someone who has already died.
His breath caught.
Before he could speak again, the whispering began.
The monster was coming.