*Miranda’s POV*
I looked at the floor, then to Lillian, then back into the dark. What was it...
I felt the cold seep into my chest as I stared into nothing. It can’t be seen, it can't be felt... I press my palms to my temples, willing myself to focus. I was running out of time. Can’t be heard, can’t be smelt...
“What is it?” Lillian’s voice was barely a whisper as her breath came out in a plume of white condensate. She rubbed her hands over her arms. But it was a hopeless attempt, just like our escape.
“It lies behind stars and under hills, empty holes it fills...” I repeated, more to myself than to her. I heard the faceless voice laugh inside me head, its echoes deep and cruel. My brows furrowed in a wordless apology to my friend. I had failed her... again. It comes first and follows
