Where Shadows Meet

by Patrice Caldwell

Had Favre been there, she would’ve seen the predatory gleam in Thana’s eyes, the meticulous actions of one who’d dreamed of this moment for a long time: a princess tired of waiting, a girl determined to have power at any cost. But Favre did not see that. She was weeping for her wings.

The gods punish first and they never forgive, she’d say. And, for once, she was right.

After the gods trapped me, I learned there is no point in wondering. Things happen how they happen; fate is on your side, or it’s not.