Memories

It had been fifteen years. Fifteen years since all of this had first started. I should be twenty-five now, thought Zary Zosime regretfully. And Jace should be thirty. She never gave up, though. Never. Zary was not a quitter. She wanted answers. She would get them. And so would all the others. Every last one would get answers. Maybe then she would be normal again. They'd be normal again. For now, no such luck.