Last regular chapter of Tracing Shadows
Dear readers,
My apologies for the late post.
This is the final regular chapter of Tracing Shadows; the epilogue will post next week.
Thank you for reading, and for joining Kate and Javi, and Reed and Sam on their journey.
This chapter, in fact, this whole story, is dedicated to the memory of my friend, Lacey, who passed away this week after a very long fight with liver failure. Her spirit, her intelligence, her humor, and her freckles inspired a lot of Kate's character, so I wanted to dedicate this to her.
I'd also like to ask that if you've never considered organ donation, or just haven't made the time to check that little box on your license renewal (for American readers) please consider doing that today. You have no idea what that final gift could mean to so many families.
Thanks for reading,
Elizabeth
On this long storm the rainbow rose
On this late morn the sun;
The clouds, like listless elephants,
Horizons straggled down.
The birds rose smiling in their nests,
The gales indeed were done;
Alas! how heedless were the eyes
On whom the summer shone!
The quiet nonchalance of death
No daybreak can bestir;
The slow archangel's syllables
Must awaken her.
—Emily Dickensen
