Raven
I was stunned.
This information was both shocking and hard to comprehend. Still, I didn't think she was lying. It was something she truly believed to be the truth.
"My name is Loel," she said, introducing herself as I nodded in response. "Raven," I replied, staring at her face, which seemed so full of life and joy. It made me wonder what kind of experiences she had gone through to make her look so hopeful—with such a radiant light in her eyes.
"…I'm one of the people in charge of laundry, but at least we get to waste time by the river as much as we can. You can join me if your schedule is free," she said, and I nodded, though unsure. Maybe it was fear—fear that whatever excitement she had at meeting me wouldn't last.
