Underneath the Silhouette - Chapter 123: Whispers on the Current

... in the vast, open sky, but her tiny, ever-present companion didn’t appear. No shimmering dust, no mischievous giggle, no familiar tug on her hair. Feya was gone, and Eirin, adrift on a nest in the sky, felt a fresh wave of terrifying isolation wash over her.

Eirin gnawed at her fingernails, the habit more noticeable, more violent than usual. The sound, a faint clicking against the rushing wind, was a small, desperate rhythm against the vast silence of the sky. Anxiousness, cold and sharp ...