A Dark Forgetting

Emeline thought back to April, the last time she’d seen Ewan Lark. Suddenly, Emeline no longer saw through the lens of a girl from the city; she saw through the eyes of a girl who’d grown up in Edgewood. Finally, she heard the truth in his voice: beneath the familiar cadence was a sick and festering rot—like the curse itself. They finally stopped on a cliff top overlooking a steep ravine.