Hollowed

by Jessica S. Taylor

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

“I know the powers of those in the Hollow, and I know the names of most. But I am not all-knowing, Katrina. Things happen in private that I’m not always privy to. No one is all-knowing.”