“Do you know where He is?” she asks?
“Of course, He is upon the Throne, as always.” I say.
“Are you sure of that? Reach out to Him.”
The Elf Queen’s response confuses me, so I try to reach out to Him. My mind flies to the edge of Heaven itself, but I sense a change. It has been ages since I have returned home, but I cannot imagine that the changes would be so great in such a short time. There is an emptiness that I don’t understand. Heaven has always been a place brimming with light and life, with the Throne and the Father at its center, but today it feels hollow.