Chapter 67 Lines In The Ash

Ysra’s feet pounded against the cold earth as she fled deeper into the camp, her breath catching in her throat. She didn’t stop until she reached the small hut she shared with Corin, its rough walls trembling with the wind rolling in from the burnt edge of Ghostwood. She threw open the door and collapsed onto the cot, burying her face into her hands as the first sob tore through her chest.