Stella slowly lifted her head from where she was lying on the ground. She couldn't remember why she was in the ground, or where this even was.
The last proper memory she had was so vague that she couldn't even tell if they were her memories anymore. There was something else other than memories and that was an understanding that whatever was happening to her at the moment had been the result of her using her power.
She knew for a fact that she had given up part of the years she had lived and every bit of memory, skill, and relationship that came along with it. And she had given it up to create that very sword that the young man was using to fight off the wolves.
This meant that she had been helping him, which in turn meant they were together in this. Why were they together? Why was there a fight?
Why was there a corpse close to her of the lifeless young woman?
