Why. Because I was right here and yet so far away. Because all I wanted to do was capture his next breath in mine, and I couldn’t. Because I didn’t know if death would ever let me go, no matter what Asar achieved. “Because I’ve learned that you can’t live on grief,” I said. “It’s poison. It festers into bitterness and hatred. If you have nothing else to offer a heart, grief will just hollow it out until that’s all that you are. A dangerous thing for a god, no?”
