Azriel looked around the medical tent, bustling with medics and the wounded soldiers and citizens from the sudden attack

He looked around the tent for you, knowing you wouldn’t be there. You had gone missing six months ago.

“Cold bones. Yeah that’s my love..”

He said to himself

“She, hides away, like a ghost…does she know that we bleed the same? Don’t wanna cry but I break that way. Cold sheets. Where’s my love? I am, searching high, I’m searching low…in the night. Did she run away? Did she run away, I don’t know. If she ran away, if she ran away come back home-“

He cut himself off, swallowing the lump forming in his throat as he watched families reuniting.

“Just come home.”

Casian walked up beside him, putting a hand on his shoulder

“you okay?”

Az didn’t look over to his friend.

“I, have a fear, in my blood. She, was carried up into the clouds..high above. Did she run away, did she ran away? I don’t need to know. Just come home.”

He murmured the last bit to himself