Stories

A story about the things we carry for others and the long, quiet walk back to ourselves. In the village of Aren, between a slow river and a hill nobody had ever thought to name, there lived a girl called Lyra. She was six years old and she had, according to everyone who knew her, an extraordinary gift. Lyra could feel what other people felt. Not in the vague way that sensitive people sometimes do, but precisely and completely. Her mother's tiredness even before a word was s