37. Mist
Mia walked out from her room and into the rock garden within Fey Manor. She hated waking up this early in the morning. The quiet of the early mornings in Kurain served as a steady reminder. A steady reminder of…ugh…
Mia pulled her pajama kimono tight as she walked to the kitchen, hungry for a snack. She was stopped in her tacks when she heard muffled weeping coming from down the hall. After making it through the thick cloud of morning mist that was obscuring her vision, Mia came across her 3-year old sister, on her knees and crying.
The 13-year old little Fey girl knelt to her sister and softly whispered to her. "Maya, what's wrong?"
Maya's lip trembled. "It's so misty out here…I MISS MOMMY!"
Mia scooped her sister up into a hug and cradled her close. "I know Maya…I miss her too…"
