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Chapter Seventeen: What Was Left Behind

Author: Yanny Starz
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-03 18:00:25

Climbing out of the cave felt like escaping a grave. The soft blue glow was gone, dead with Lyra. The moss was now dry and black. Ash tried to make a light with his magic, but his hands were red and blistered. No matter how hard he tried, the light wouldn't come. All they heard was their heavy breathing and boots scraping the stone floor.

Liora walked last, her hand brushing the cold wall to keep steady. She looked at Ash’s back and the way Kael’s steps shook. She knew she loved them, it was a fact, like knowing the sky is blue.

“They’re my friends. I fought for them,” she thought.

But the warm feeling of love, the spark she used to feel when they held hands, was gone. Stolen. All she felt now was an empty, cold, hollowed spot in her chest.

“Stop,” Ash said, his voice rough. He leaned against the wall. “I can't go on. My hands hurt too much. It’s like holding fire.”

They sat in the dark, too tired to move. The silence was heavy, almost like a weight around them.

Kael spoke softly. “I
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