"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.

both Nyx and I quiet, lost in our own thoughts... That's until, just ahead, the

slips through the trees, thin and raw, barely carried on the

Someone crying.

hair on the back of my neck rises, and every instinct

are faint,

what to 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 pain too heavy for the

I

her face buried in them. Her shoulders shake as the tears slip free, and my heart squeezes at the

My voice is gentle, careful, like approaching a wounded

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

pretense with

myself onto the log beside her. "Well... I couldn't sleep either," I

twitch, and she huffs out a breath that's halfway between a laugh and a

know," I laugh softly, and that gets a real laugh out of her, even if it's

beginning to stir in the branches above us. The world feels

about yesterday?" I

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