"Sing..." she whispered in my ear, and stepped away. As the darkness around me took her out of my sight, the soft melody of "You Are the Reason" by Calum Scott began to play. I closed my eyes, and began to sing. Please check out my playlist for the book on Spotify! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2ZPNSra7tHLqGCQvNX8ym1?si=ZmTdkWPzSEm8KTrmDZFZcQ&utm_source=copy-link&dl_branch=1

The country of Familian was at war. Not a full-out or even noticeable war. But it was a war just the same. It was like a simmerring pot on a stove. There seems to be nothing in it, but once anything hits the bottom of the pot, it starts steaming, hissing, and can burn.