And my wife…” Arian’s voice trailed off as he took long strides to where Raya was placed.

“Please, Priestess. You have to save her,” Arian said, his eyes roaming through all the herbs and tools the priestess brought.

“I can sense that she is fading,” the Priestess said softly.

“But she is not lost.”

“What does she need?” he moved restlessly.

“Tell me what to do, and I’ll do anything,” Arian went on.

The Priestess circled Raya as she lowered herself to the ground.

Arian stood, watching as her hands hovered above Raya’s body, with her eyes closed.

“I cannot bring her back,” the Priestess said softly. “ I can...