Imi Rafferty

Hiraeth

Was it possible to grieve for someone you never knew? Farren didn’t know what it was like to grieve, it so rarely happened now, but here in her hands was someone’s whole life. A worn, cracked book and a heart shaped locket. Two plain objects that hummed with life so powerful that she could practically see the words on the page melting into images, far more detailed than the holograms that hovered behind her.