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Chapter 13: The Thing That Stayed

Author: Timothy
last update publish date: 2026-05-30 16:56:49
ARC 2: The Journey North

Cassian was burning alive in her arms.

​Lyra felt the heat radiating off him right through the dark blood soaking her sleeves. His body shuddered once—hard enough to rattle his teeth—and then went deathly still.

​Too still.

​“Cassian.”

​Nothing.

​The crypt reeked of stone dust, iron, and extinguished magic. Above them, the palace groaned, settling heavily onto its shattered foundations like a beast trying to sleep. Broken crowns lay scattered across the floor around her
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