She tilted her head. “Merry Christmas?” She suggested, her brow furrowing. How could she not see things the way Mora did? It was all very frustrating. She could hear so many things rushing by her mind, but what did they not hear? That was the one answer she needed. “What don’t you know?”
Anger unlike she had ever felt before being filling her body and before she knew what she was doing, Faye pushed Mora by the shoulders. "I'm tired of your riddles, Mora!"













