The Stranger’s been my only companion, my only constant. If not for his voice, I would have descended into silent madness. This cloaked and hooded man I’ve barely seen tethers my voice to this earth. The more of his bones I find, the closer I get to discovering if the Stranger is capable of his promise, and it’s a true testament to my brokenness that I dread our time together ending even if he’s lying. I don’t want him to leave me.
