𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄. There was an instance in which Brenton couldn't speak - not because he didn't want to, but because there were no words of consolation that could drip like warm honey from his lips and make them all forget. But as he glanced behind him, his lantern floating upon the gentle summer wind, he stopped in his place; because there, just beyond the vast crowd, he saw Odette and Claire smile softly to him, just before they, too, faded into the dark. 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐄All Rights Reserved