|45: Heavy Hearts

MIYAs POV...

Many days have gone since Beard sacrificed his life with the dagger of Eternal Death, and the universe has changed for planet Mahji

The palace has become increasingly silent. The walls feel as though they are closing in and the tension is at an all-time high. Zion walks around with his head hanging low. His pain is evident on his face and I can feel every emotion that engulfs him.

It's heavy.

Consuming.

And it's thick in the air.

I don't know what to do or how to comfort him. He tells me every night before we close our eyes and every morning when we open them, that all he needs is time to come to terms with his older brother's passing.

That I respect; it's just that I wish I had been able to do something to save Beard. What is the point of being the most powerful and feared entity if you are unable of resurrecting life?

I continue to stare out of the window looking down from our room in the palace. Zion is training the humans we have let live among us freely. I place my h