*Isa*

Monday breakfast... Ayashe sat beside Isa with her tray of breakfast food. She studied her face for a moment before Isa's eyebrows...

Ayashe's Journal I was fine before they came. I was safe. And I wasn't alone. Matwaûquand was always with me. The War Spirit. My mother...

After her collapse on NYE, Isa was taken to the infirmary. That evening Ayashe had returned to her cabin and was advised that Isa had...