“You shouldn’t have saved me,” she told Lea. “You should already be on your way.”

Lea had come to realize that she’d had a mother not once, but twice. This had been her mother’s gift and her blessing.

“Do one thing for me before we part,” Ava asked.

“Of course. Anything.”

Ava refused to let this girl commit a sin for her. She must honor her mother and their covenant. “You are commanded to put an end to me. It will not be murder.”

Lea took a step back, her face ashen. “It will be!”

Ava’s arms were bare. It was easy enough to erase a single letter. She lay down in the grassy clearing. When she gazed into the trees she saw how alive they were. She felt her eyes burning. She felt a rush of emotions that were impossible for her to have, and yet there they were, tangled inside of her.

“Do as you were told.”

“My mother didn’t understand,” Lea protested.

“It doesn’t matter. You know what I am. My kind are always destroyed.”

“So are mine!”

“But your life is in the hands of fate. My life is in your hands. And you must take it.”

Lea let out a soft sob when she heard this. For all these years she had been unsure of what she would do, but now that the time had come she knew the answer. Her mother hadn’t told her that not only would Ava love her but she would love Ava in return, and that it would be a blessing, until it was a curse.

“You must do as your mother instructed,” Ava told her.

There was darkness pooling all around them. It was still a good hour to cross the border, but light came early in the mountains, and soon enough the sky would crack open.

“It was meant to be,” Ava urged, her voice gentle. “Do what you must.”

Even though she was water and clay, she was between worlds, more than her maker ever imagined she would be. Perhaps love had done this to her; she ached with love and was torn apart by it. She did not know what was logical, only what love made her do.

“Do it because I love you,” she told the girl. “Because I value your life over mine. I cannot let you carry a sin.”

Lea nodded, ignoring the tears running down her face. It was the end of something. She got down on her knees. She would never be a child again. She could not go back in time and put the pieces together of what had been broken. But it was the beginning of something. “You must close your eyes,” Lea whispered. “You can’t see what I do.”