"Teach me how to fight." The words fell from her lips like a whisper against dusk- soft, unyielding, laced with a flame she didn't yet know she carried. Riki froze. Not because of the plea, but because of...

He sprinted along the shoreline, waves crashing at his feet, clutching a worn diary in his hand. With each step, he murmured, "Dear J," his voice laced with hope and urgency, as if the ocean itself might...