All That Has Flown Beyond (Natural Magic #2)

by Marina Vivancos

What they didn’t tell you about loss was that it was a presence instead of an absence. You could feel it, constantly. It was active with memory. A stain, a smell, a word. Anything could take you back to a place which was painful to remember now. Suddenly, the dead would be everywhere.

You don’t need to thank me. You might have exiled me, but my bones are still bound to this earth.