Stavanger Bay if i had a heart

She looked at him sadly, a small frown tugging at the corners of her mouth. Liyaní didn’t have many happy memories anymore. They were fuzzy and as desperately as she tried to cling onto them, they just kept slipping further and further into the depths of her growing mind. Most of her recollections were tinged by the forlorn emptiness that she was beginning to grow accustom to.

“Sad, Vi?” she inquired softly after a moment. Liyaní was fairly certain she already knew the answer. She wondered what she could do to cheer her brother up, but then she remembered that she, too, was plagued by the sadness that seemed entirely incurable.