There is a pitiful creature in my mirror. All the life in my eyes has left me. The spot where I last saw Jade shares my reflection on the floor behind me, where her sunken form lay in a pool of blood. My breath hitches, and my eyes sting even if all my tears have dried up. I hate being in my room. I asked if I could move into mom’s room since she wasn’t using it anyway, but my wish was declined due to decorum. It would look bad. No one ever visits us besides Terra.
Bjørnar slept in my bed with me to keep me calm at night, and Mother Green sat at the door, guarding for intruders. Mother Kitty sat in the hall, and her son, my friend Xavier, stood guard by the entrance to our cave. All this was to warn us if an elf entered the apartment and to slow them down so Bjørnar could hide from prying
