The memory-- fuzzy for fifteen years-- grew crisp, and surprise and hope went through her as she recalled the night that'd changed everything.
Maybe this was the push she needed to take that final step, the one that'd take her out of this world completely.
Sadness had long since waned, leaving only a hole that'd never be filled.
Rhyn's powers were beyond even Gabriel to control, and the unfortunate immortal was a loose cannon that'd accidently almost destroyed the world more times than he could count.
