Cherry blossoms settled on tombstones and earth, and Selena walked with quiet feet to her mothers grave. Unnamed, the polished black pillar toped with an angel being run through by a rune blade marked this as a Shadeseekers grave.
Placing her hands together, she dropped to her knees. With her head still bowed, she sensed another body behind her. Rather than sounding sharp as she had planned, her voice came out as a tiny whisper: How did you know?
Aquinas knelt beside her; from the corner of her cracked-open eye, she saw his lips move in a wordless prayer. He paused for a moment, not breathing, not moving, not saying a word.
Finally, slowly, he pressed his palms together, lighting the tip of a long stick of incense she hadnt seen him retrieve. The subtle tang of rosemary and sage undulated in serpentine smoke-loops towards the sky.
The ribbon on your arm told me youd be here.
Selena clutched her left arm with light fingertips, sliding them