She cradled the girl's lifeless body in a field of white daffodils, her blood soaking the earth-proof of a promise broken. The girl was everything. Her purpose, her light, her reason to go on. And now she was gone. Grief tore through her like a storm, raw and unrelenting, shaking the very fabric of the realms. But even death isn't far enough when love refuses to loosen its grip. Refusing to let go, she bargains for a final glimpse of the soul already fading. This is not a love story-it's a requiem. And the mourning never ends.

Aspen F. Sapphire has always enjoyed reading and writing her own stories, but has only recently begun sharing her stories with the world. When she is not lost in a world she has created, she is spending time with her daughters and husband. She loves to travel and explore new places that inspire her to write.