Phantom Hollow oh, who is she?

And I you.

Melaneus was far taller than her, sitting at the other end of a spectrum. She had to look up at him, something the hellspawn she once was would have rankled at. Now, it just made dull bitterness nest in her chest alongside the pain.

They hadn’t seen each other grow up.

I guess a lot’s happened, huh? Mother, her, the moon chasing the sun, Skoll and Hati chasing them. A ghost and a reaper in the dark wood.

Her own betrayal to everything she knew. But she did not drop that bombshell.

Not yet.