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The Light That Should Not Exist

Author: Sharon
last update publish date: 2026-04-23 00:21:42

Faye pov

The first thing I became aware of was the sound.

It was not a sound I could fully understand, not something I could separate into pieces or meaning.

It pressed against my ears in a high, relentless ringing that drowned out everything else, as though the world had been reduced to a single, unbearable note.

Then came the weight.

It crushed against my chest and limbs, pinning me to the ground as I struggled to remember how to breathe. My lungs refused to cooperate at first, draggin
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