Chapter 38 Something Bigger

• Hera's POV
• The streets were dark and empty despite the pale moonlight that reflected from above. Stars littered the blanket of dusk, twinkling like tiny stones. In many ways, it was a beautiful night, a night to enjoy, but to enjoy it, one had to have the mind for it.
• I sighed. It wasn't from exhaustion, although it may as well be that. This past week had been every kind of hell imaginable. Hours and hours of tracing dots, trying to make connections, and forcing cups of coffee down my throat so I could stay awake for just a little longer. No, this was more than mere tiredness. It felt deeper than that, more conceptual, as if my fatigue had leached through my bones until it could wrap around my very soul.