One night, a glowing thread floated from Lyra's chest.
It pulsed, tugging toward Ravian.
He touched it —
and for a split second,
they both saw flashes of the cursed realm,
of kisses never real,
of deaths that weren't final.
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One night, a glowing thread floated from Lyra's chest.
It pulsed, tugging toward Ravian.
He touched it —
and for a split second,
they both saw flashes of the cursed realm,
of kisses never real,
of deaths that weren't final.
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