"What?"

I'd guessed it, but hearing Nyx confirm it twits something inside my chest.

"You can sense new life about to begin, while Xena senses a life when it's about to end" Nyx says.

"So, anything or anyone about to die, she feels that?"

"Yes."

I press a hand on my chest, feeling as if a heavy weight has been placed there.

Beneath the fear I felt at discovering my new powers, there was also a kind of excitement. Being able to sense life, like Nyx said, brings happiness and joy; I can't imagine what being able to sense someone is about to die feels like.

No one wants to know their loved one is about to die, now imagine being able to sense anything or anyone about to die?

"Xena hated her powers." Nyx voice cuts through my thoughts. "She said it felt like a curse."

And I can imagine why she'd feel that way. Being able to sense death isn't a power I'd like to have.

own thoughts... That's until, just ahead, the silence of the forest is

sound slips through the trees, thin and raw, barely

Someone crying.

the back

sobs are faint,

do. My feet move on instinct, crunching softly over damp leaves as I follow the trail of muffled sobs. The closer I get, the sharper they become. Quiet gasps breaking through the morning silence, a

then I

fallen log, her arms wrapped around her knees, her face buried in them. Her shoulders shake as the

is gentle, careful, like approaching

and damp. For a second, she tries to wipe her face, to pretend she's not crying. But it's too late.

up the pretense with a shaky

log beside her. "Well... I

breath that's halfway between a laugh and a

a real laugh out of her,

beginning to stir in the branches

it about yesterday?" I finally

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