Ravenna slowly reached beneath the collar of her dress. Her trembling fingers closed around a small silver chain hidden against her skin. For a moment... She simply held it. Her tears continued to fall as memories flooded her heart.
The tiny charm hanging from the chain was no larger than the tip of her thumb. It was shaped like a crescent moon embracing a smaller star, the symbol of a parent protecting their child. Fine white runes were carved into its surface, glowing softly beneath her fingertips.
She had made it herself. Months ago. Long before Thorne had completely fallen to the curse. Back then... The nightmares had only just begun. He would wake in the middle of the night soaked in sweat, breathing heavily, unable to remember what he had seen.
Sometimes he would unknowingly whisp
