Swallowing hard, I inched down the hazy path. It was cold, and I was hungry. The only thing that kept my feet moving was the simple fact there were bigger things—hungrier things—in the Void.
The male voice was familiar. Suddenly, the smokiness parted, and my little brother stepped forward.
“Why are you here?” I cried. “You didn’t do anything.”
“The Guild disagreed. I’m not here for an eternity. Only until I turn eighteen.”
I forced a smile. “Then we should stay together. There is safety in numbers.”
“No, Arabella. I can’t help you. Any bad behavior on my part shall extend my sentence.”
“What are you saying?”
My heart froze. I thought it might have been a rumor, but apparently, it was true. The Guild really did alter the minds of those who had temporary sentences in the Void. Looking closely at my brother, I saw it. They had erased his concern for me. I was no more important to him than a bug on the ground.
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