"The darkness declares the glory of light."
P R E S L E Y
Healer. I've heard many plead that name at my feet several times. Each time, I took their hand and led them to a temple of light.
"I can walk!"
"I don't have anymore pain."
"My cough went away."
"There's no more pain in my legs."
I had celebrated many victories with my patients. This was the golden side of being a healer.
The girl I saw in front of me was a terrible tragedy—the rotting side. She was something I couldn't make better.
I would never hear her voice, or see her smile. There was no pulse I could revive. None. All I felt was a cold girl, no longer a girl—but a corpse.
This wasn't the girl they called Grace. Grace was gone, dancing on clouds.
Nathan would have to understand that I would not meddle with the lifeless.
"Watch over your friend, the one with dark hair. He needs you," I whispered to her, wherever she might've been.
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