I am afraid. Sometimes, when the stars are high in the black sky, I creep over to the wall and look through the crack to see what Daká is doing to Aldlight. When Dad and I first arrived, I strained my eyes to the horizon, and still, I could not see the edge of Corwyn. But now I can see toppled buildings. I see what Daká has eaten, what it has destroyed. It terrifies me to think of all the broken families, of all the dead I used to call neighbors.
Where dad and I used to live is gone now, eaten by Daká. So is the school I went to, and our favorite place to eat, and the place we bought groceries. Gone.
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Daká
Ciencia Ficción200-4-5000 My name is Brianna, but I like to be called Anna. Today is the two-hundredth week, the fourth day, and the five-thousandth year since Corwyn was inhabited. I live in Aldlight but strange things are starting to happen here, so my dad, Ric...
