Blood Flows Strong
In war nothing is safe. With her daughter fresh in the grave, protecting the family she has left is what's most important. What she finds though certainly wasn't part of the plan.
Lyssa had known nothing but war for as long as she could remember. Somehow a world without it seemed impossible. It was so engraved into her that she wasn't sure what the fighting was for anymore; other than the ingrained hope of a better tomorrow and nasty habits.
Her daughter had always been different. She saw passed the war to a safe place to raise a family. It's what drove her to Erast. The south was cold, grey, and the only place in Nirih that the War didn't touch. This was why Lyssa never went. She had other things to do but she swore she would go. To see her daughter and the life she had there. Perhaps even enjoy the peace the graylands offered.
Then the letter came and waiting was no longer an option.
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